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Kanika Ahuja

after M.C. Escher’s Sky and Water II
            at first, there is                                        no body, just
        space that melts into                        something worth holding.
    a question—what becomes       like darkness, only

a shadow? if                                    the image is everything
    unseen, what is wonder?                a bird, mid flight, morphs into
            a fish—fins and gills breathing        water—air bubbles loud as

                gasps. the sky is nothing if not        a fish tank hollowed out,
        turned upside down like                        an hourglass cracking.
    a cornucopia of want, breaking        with the tap of a finger.
from the journal EPOCH
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What stood out to me most in M.C. Escher's "Sky and Water II" was the fluidity and seamlessness of transformation. The form of the contrapuntal works in similar ways for me—it allows for possibility, it allows for journey as readers choose to read it any which way. There are so many ways of looking at "Sky and Water II," just as I continue to discover ways to read "Creation Myth" (most recently, diagonally) and it's this excitement of (re)creation and (re)discovery that feels important to me.

Kanika Ahuja on "Creation Myth"
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