After Generations Lost by Helen Zughaib


Scattered on a multi-faceted quilted pond, women’s faces emerge,

each as though from the center of a lotus about to drown before

sunset. Eyes lined with kohl look alike. Their unanswered quest

blurs the lines on the receding oval faces. In midst of that fractal

fragmentation some hands stand out holding a blank sheet of paper,

or were they once photographs of loved ones, so old the image was

erased by indifference as life goes by with its dismembered seasons

mixed pell-mell with gouache on that canvas like in a kaleidoscope

constantly reshuffling its patterns, relying upon the onlooker to

revisit the artist’s gaze over the drowning faces.