for my son-in-law Eric
Sweet
Because he left us art he never leaves.
“Come to Nothing” comes to something after
all — his deft printmaking (although we grieve)
leading us to memory and laughter:
We don’t just have
to, we get to explore
the “Ideal”. His
“Impacted” mezzotints
still lead me through ancient caverns where scores
of fossils and etchings embed walls. Hints
of vital artifacts lie in their show
“Premeditated”. On my townhouse walls,
I study his framed colors, how they glow,
inspiring eyesight and insight. They call
me to life’s joy and plight, urge me to fight
for soul’s freedom, stay true in all I write.
Roger Armbrust
April 24, 2015
