Thursday, September 11, 2008

9.11.01 Remembered

from September 1, 1936 by W.H.Auden

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame


  1. What an absolutely stunning collection of drawings...I have chills...A very sensitive post...Art and the written word make powerful companions.

  2. The poem (very well chosen - and not one I was familiar with) sent a chill down me.

    I like your style in these sketches. The simple monochrome works very effectively.

  3. very expressive sketches! It's already been 7 years!!! Good thing to remember...

  4. I am truly amazed at your colletion and power your envoked in them. Stunning!

  5. These drawings are really wonderful! And Auden is one of my favorite poets--powerful words. He always touches me.

  6. These sketches are wonderful Barbara. Did you just do them - or are they part of your previous work? If now, can you share a source for the photos that you used?

  7. These sketches were based on TV and newspaper images. I did these sketches on the September 11th and 12th 2001. Having lived in NJ for many years with the Twin Towers as a part of my daily life and with family working in Manhattan on 9.11, sketching while glued to the television in the mid-West was almost a form of meditation and prayer.

  8. Thank you all for your comments. I always appreciate hearing from you.

  9. Great drawings--and what an absolutely perfect and fitting poem.
    I used to cut school and go watch the construction on the WTC (my father was a civil engineer and built skyscrapers and roads in NYC, though he didn't work on the towers) and I was engaged in Windows on the World (and honeymooned in New Orleans! Perhaps unsurprisingly, we divorced)--I feel they bookended a major part of my life.