Poem about a Lichitz Sculpture

Bather by Jacques Lipchitz

I don't care for this sculpture soon to end it's stay in the Center for Creative Connections at the Dallas Museum of Art. I immediately disliked it the moment I saw it. Why? I wasn't exactly sure right away, though I noted that I found the hollowed out stomach disturbing.

Later, I asked myself, "If this were a character in a story, who would it be?"

An answer came like a bolt of lightening. It inspired the following poem.

Legacy of the Stepmother of Hansel and Gretel

She stands rock solid in her vulgarity.

Her features grotesquely deformed

by her wanton quest for

more, more, MORE.

Her concave stomach

gaping like an open wound

warns us of unquenchable gluttony.

The result of gut wrenching fear

of having less than

 enough.