Nick Routledge@nick_routledge

@clothofnature You're most kind. Yes, it's surely where we meet divine beauty gathering "into the artifice of eternity" as Yeats longed for—in a pear's wholeness as it transforms into new life, where outer becomes inner, temporal becomes eternal, flesh becomes spirit. Here, some of my art!

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Painting of pear, with calligraphy. Pear Now I begin to know at last Something you said to me. Orpheus with his lute made trees. Sacred the wood garden. Hallowed the impgarth. The soul is made of gold.