Ladder
by Irene Koronas
Artist Statement
We step on the first rung. Step after step we reach for the circle like children playing hopscotch; they throw a round stone into a square and hop to it. The children play and cheer each other on. We reach for the circle of ourselves, not the brilliance of a star but the dull reality, the muddy riverbeds where lotus flowers grow.
The ladder gives us the chance to hold and support those who climb up and out of their war-torn lives. It is about balance, how we lend ourselves after the devastation.
Irene Koronas is the Poetry Editor for Wilderness House Literary Review. She is a graduate of the Massachusetts College of Art and has exhibited her work in Boston and Tokyo.
by Irene Koronas
Artist Statement
We step on the first rung. Step after step we reach for the circle like children playing hopscotch; they throw a round stone into a square and hop to it. The children play and cheer each other on. We reach for the circle of ourselves, not the brilliance of a star but the dull reality, the muddy riverbeds where lotus flowers grow.
The ladder gives us the chance to hold and support those who climb up and out of their war-torn lives. It is about balance, how we lend ourselves after the devastation.
Irene Koronas is the Poetry Editor for Wilderness House Literary Review. She is a graduate of the Massachusetts College of Art and has exhibited her work in Boston and Tokyo.