Poem – Death is a Cuckoo

Death is a Cuckoo

after Fiona Hall’s, Out of My Tree

Death is a cuckoo
Clock slowing down;
Youth's vital spring in
Measured parts unwound

 

Part of Fiona Hall’s exhibition, Out of My Tree, featured a cuckoo clock with a skull painted on the face.  If you do a search on “Fiona Hall’s, Out of My Tree” you should find it.  I was keeping this couplet in the hope that something additional would spring forth, it hasn’t.