Were this needful to the flower
Were this free from fear
Were this immortality
Sun beyond all fear.

Then would men be liars
Then would men be lost
It is well that we desire
Fire chained to living frost.

Things all day long are lost
Things are made new and lost
Things can be born and lost
Things work together and are lost.

It is well it is not love
It is well that they are lost.

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Fire Lily, 2018
Bora Akinciturk, Jaakko Pallasvuo, Kaspars Grosevs, Marek Delong and Anna Slama, Maren Karlson*, Viktor Timofeev
poem by harry crosby
storyline, curated, directed: underground flower (halo)
thanks to redo.pal for photo + install assistance, and for printing out images
dedicated to the memory of ira cohen

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*the image by maren karlson appeared without permission