Jenny Hager

world without end
mixed media on canvas
20" x20"

Poem by Natania Rosenfeld

Which nightmare’s worse:
world without end
or end of the world?
A vessel means escape,
but is it floating or sunk?
Smear on the horizon:
feces; sunlight? Swirls
in the boat’s hold suggest
buoyant cargo. Not
slaves packed tight, but
yogis in prayer
ready to unfurl.