AN ESSAY; SELECTION III, OF THE CURATION
Barking Dog — A Writer’s Thoughts
“What we have done to our world and its people is unforgivable.”
As an Artist, I would say that the iridescent colors that we see on the wings of a Dragonfly or the feathers of a Peacock contain colors that Monet and Renoir could only have dreamed. Certainly upon noticing this infinite array of nature’s sense of color, even if for only a moment, they must have been slightly envious.
Speaking as a Poet, I would say that the light of the Sun that brings life to the magnificent splendor of those colors is the same warm light I see when I look into the eyes of the woman I love, the iridescence is no less. The beauty lies not in her eyes but in her soul into which I have gazed and squinted and by doing so pierced, so that I might see and by seeing, hold forever.
As a Philosopher, I would say that compared to the splendor and beauty of nature we are pitiful beings. What we have done to our world and its people is unforgivable. Our unquenchable and pernicious appetite for destruction has no end, except to call forth our own timely and well-deserved destruction.
I speak of those who rob and plunder the Earth who will never really see the Sun, Moon, or Stars or the subtle beauty and iridescence of which I speak. It is only for those who use the eyes of their soul to see.
Forgive me, today… I am a barking dog.
– The Texas Dog Poet
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