The Night Rushes
"When despair for the world grows in me/ and I wake in the night at the least sound/ in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,/ I go and lie down where the wood drake/ rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds."
- from The Peace of Wild Things, by Wendell Berry
Original
Printmakers' ink and cut papers on water colour paper
17cm x 24cm
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