Lois Cordelia's artwork continues to inspire poetic compositions by some very talented writers. Her painting Woodland Sunburst captured the imagination of German poet Marion Hartmann, coinciding today with the Autumn Equinox. The full text is reproduced below, with kind permission from the author, alongside an English translation of the text. More of Marion's exquisite poems can be found on the German NaturWelt website: http://www.naturwelt.org/community/marions-poesie/
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Wo Licht und Farben sich in Seelentiefen finden, und sich mit Menschenträümen ewig binden, wo sich die Hoffnung stark hinzu gesellt, dort tritt ein Werk nach außen in die Welt.
Nun will es dort im Menschen webend leben, will Zukunftsängste tilgen, Stärke geben, will am Betrachter hängend mit ihm gehen, und fest als Seelenbildnis bei ihm stehen.
Marion Hartmann © 2015 |
Where light and colour dwell in soul depths, eternally bound with human dreams, where hope joins with them strongly, there, an artwork steps out into the world.
Now it dwells within, woven into the human soul, soothing future worries and conveying strength, remaining with the viewer wherever he goes, firmly by his side as a soul picture. |
Woodland SunburstWoodland Sunburst
Medium: Acrylic on canvas.
Dimensions: Approximately A2. 594 x 420 mm.
Date: December 2010
Comments:
From imagination. To evoke dappled sunlight filtering through a woodland.
This painting was the inspiration for poet Marion Hartmann's German poem, below. An Englishverse translation by John Bülow-Osborne follows. Reproduced with kind permission of both poets.
WOODLAND SUNBURST
Wo Licht und Farben sich in Seelentiefen finden,
und sich mit Menschenträumen ewig binden,
wo sich die Hoffnung stark hinzu gesellt,
dort tritt ein Werk nach außen in die Welt.
Nun will es dort im Menschen webend leben,
will Zukunftsängste tilgen, Stärke geben,
will am Betrachter hängend mit ihm gehen,
und fest als Seelenbildnis bei ihm stehen.
Marion Hartmann
WOODLAND SUNBURST
Soul-deep, multi-coloured beams,
find their home in mankind's dreams,
driving sombre clouds apart
heralding this work of art.
It occupies the mind for long,
dispelling worries, making strong,
Guarding, guiding, making whole,
residing in a peaceful soul.
(John Bülow-Osborne)
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