Hidden Tree
Katherine Zavgo ‘27
There is no particular meaning behind the artwork. However, it was inspired by the beauty of the colors, textures, and shapes you may find in the clouds. The tree’s purpose is to add more framing and interest to the composition, and the birds add a pop of color. The big pair of eyes on the bottom left and the smaller pairs on the right represent the feeling of being watched to evoke uneasiness and an uncanny effect. Altogether, these details have no connection because the artwork was an experimentation with oil paints.
Mother Earth
Deep in the earth, there's molten love. Mother earth holds liquid gold in her hands,
shaping and forming us with every breath. She took time on my hair, the brown
as soft and silky as a grizzly's coat during hibernation. She swings sweet songs
of promises. The kookaburra coos, whispering a new day in my ear. I want
wings. I want wings that carry me higher than the singing dinosaurs we'll
never meet because we pollute with sadness and smog. I want a clean
earth, one in which I can see my perfect animal reflection in the lake,
but mucky colored rainbows congeal on top of the ocean. Mother
earth cradled me at birth. She braided roots of trees into my mind,
and my veins intertwine like ivy. If I close my eyes, I can speak
with the leaves, like the mushrooms crackle their soft language
through mycelial networks. Cozy is the den of the fox. We call them
thieves, but she cradles a baby in her arms like Mother Earth cradled me.
Nature at the dawn of time, humans at the end.
How much more do we have to sacrifice
before we realize that
deep in the earth, there's molten love?
Bimini Linnell ‘28
I wrote this piece because I was inspired to create a poem with a funky shape. I've never done that before, and it reminded me of when I read "The Giving Tree" When I was little and how the tree's branches would lean over to protect the boy. So I decided to write about Earth and how we should be the ones to protect it, not the other way around.
