Varda Breger
I believe that all our unique planet's inhabitants are parts of a chain, linked together, and dependent on each other, including all varieties of wildlife and plants. We humans have the task of peacefully sharing the planet's resources between us to preserve them for generations to come. According to scientists we are in the middle of the sixth extinction of our planet after the dinosaurs.
In my paintings and poems, I want to warn against the inherent dangers, while arousing feelings of wonder on the one hand and anxiety on the other hand.
Migrating birds are for me a model of living in peace, without borders. or discrimination of gender, religion, race, or nationality. I convey my philosophy and feelings also as a poet, following are four of my poems:
Civilization.
Ignoring the elegies of the planet.
The fourth millennium
No butterfly
No flutter
Cocoon
Fin.
FOLLY WARS
Migrating birds,
from north to south and back,
season after season,
millions of miles.
Fugitives of hunger and frost,
not folly wars.
No fuel, no flag, no borders, No God.
Caressing the planet
fraternity of feathers.
If only, if only
I had the wings of a bird,
I might from a green treetop see
Peace.
Black holes (homage to Hubble)
Eight billion people
hubbling in space,
visited the moon,
discovering galaxies,
and black holes,
diving deep into genomes,
repairing them,
but –
an olive leaf their hands
too short to reach.
