THE ARTIST'S VISION
A Shelter Picture by Henry Moore THE artist sees the world in composition:
In colour pattern rhythm line and light, And we in Moore's tube shelter sketch are seen As solid half-recumbent female figures Still, statuesque, devoid of all emotion, Shining in splendour of soft magenta and green.
Majestic, superhuman.- as if some God Were in the act—creating us from stone ; Leaning towards life, yet only half alive, Half patient, malleable, enduring rock. No heart will drive its pulse along our veins. No tears will ever gather in our eyes.
No weariness ha3 ever weighed us down Nor hunger ached in us, nor cold has curled Its paralysing fingers round our limbs, Nor pain, nor joy, nor love have ever known, But soulless megaliths we lie entranced In limbo's circle, lost between the worlds.
SHEILA SHANNON.
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