Tiring, tyreing tireless
Treads tracking two ways.
Reflecting on reflections.
Turning things upside down and
Backward, echoing, mirroring
It is provocative to postulate
Escher evokes greenish-brown sand,
Sly one, he usually does black and white,
Rarely red. He’s done this in dun.
This time, silvery moon shimmers
Forest above, below
Texture in almost every inch–
except-white that gasps
with relief from the relentless
Published in Spillwords, June 7, 2022
Puddle by M.C. Escher, woodcut 1952