Karla Sanders
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Take Flight Part III

A study of an owl and the accompanying poem:

I saw a man bury an owl
on his land
that day
he'd seen it dead on the highway
He said,
It seemed a shame,
to let it lay

He found an old hollowed out oak
half buried
by leaves
he laid the owl within that tree
Snows came, 
years have now passed
but the owl never left me

I see him flying free
over this land
and I wonder
about the man
Why did he do
what he did?

When I stand in memory
on his land
that day
I see a great contradiction
a man
holding in rough hands
a soft owl gone astray

and I know 
why
he did what he did 

 

Take flight PART III

Digital illustration / painting, 24” x 36” -

Digital illustration / painting, 24” x 36” -

 
 

This piece is the third part of Take Flight, after some time has passed and expressing a deeper personal story. Its poem I share here:

I saw a man bury an owl
on his land
that day
he'd seen it dead on the highway
He said,
It seemed a shame,
to let it lay

He found an old hollowed out oak
half buried
by leaves
he laid the owl within that tree
Snows came, 
years have now passed
but the owl never left me

I see him flying free
over this land
and I wonder
about the man
Why did he do
what he did?

When I stand in memory
on his land
that day
I see a great contradiction
a man
holding in rough hands
a soft owl gone astray

and I know 
why
he did what he did