The Paper Soldiers

Here are the images of an exhibition put together by a group of 30 art students at Birmingham City University. After the images is a poem written by my dear friend, Ify. She had a long look at the images before crafting the poem. She wasn’t at the exhibition, so the poem is based entirely on the emotions, thoughts and ideas the images evoked.

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Ify: Make love not war

Ify: Paper, brown as dust, old as age

Ify: Crisp as light enchanting

Ify: Visions of black, hiding my sins, casting shadows concealed

Ify: Hiding their art and what else?

Ify: The edges, sharp as light, holds the truth

Ify: Of my aching heart

Ify: The flow of blood like mine, a pinprick to the depth of my eyes

Ify: Making me ask, why not?

Ify: Why not peace?

Ify: But why not war?

Ify: My war bore my art

Ify: And my art bears my peace

Ify: …..This is the end…

 

She sent me the poem via BBM, hence the conversion-like format (which I obviously kept).

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