Bart Wilcox
Der Wald
2025, Acrylic on canvas, 18″ x 24″

Ich spreche kein Deutsch.
But there is a place in me
known as Wald discovered,
entered by a hard brush
cutting through woods. I like
it because it sounds like
World. Word. It sounds like
the axe head stopping on walnut.
This is what it looks like.
Not from the undergrowth
transferred. Grown here.
Entered. In fact, this is it.
They can clear it, burn
it. Drive us out of it. But
first they have to find it.
That’s for you alone.