Detailsacrylic / stretcher frame / 60x100cm / 2012 / 
To The Silenced
Oh, the great city's madness when at nightfall
The crippled trees gape by the blackened wall,
The spirit of evil peers from a silver mask;
Lights with magnetic scourge drive off the stony night.
Oh, the sunken pealing of evening bells.
Whore who in her icy shivers sheds a still-born child.
With raving whips God's fury punishes brows possessed.
Purple pestilence, hunger that breaks green eyes.
Oh, the horrible laughter of gold.
But silent in dark caves a stiller humanity bleeds,
Out of hard metals moulds the redeeming head.
Georg Trakl, 1887-1914
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Title To The Silenced  Work No. 86 Technique Acrylic Medium Canvas Year 2012 Dimensions 60x100x2cm Weight 1.2000 Framed No Delivery Time 2-3 days