Verlaine 1984

Editor: This intriguing serigraph is called "Verlaine," by Kenneth Rowntree. It seems to evoke a sense of melancholy with its muted colours and falling leaves. What do you make of this piece? Curator: It whispers of autumn, doesn't it? I see a poem yearning to be read, nestled amidst a landscape perhaps reflecting its somber tones. The falling leaves, like melancholic tears, mirror Verlaine's verses, capturing the wistful ache of time's passage, a poignant dance between light and shadow, wouldn't you agree? Editor: Absolutely! It's as if the poem and the image are in conversation, each enhancing the other's emotional depth. Curator: Precisely! Rowntree seems to be inviting us to ponder the ephemeral beauty of existence, a quiet meditation on what it means to feel, to remember, to let go, one leaf at a time.