14 '' x 31 ''
And who has seen the moon, who has not seen
Her rise from out the chamber of the deep,
Flushed and grand and naked, as from the chamber
Of finished bridegroom, seen her rise and throw
Confession of delight upon the wave,
Littering the waves with her own superscription
Of bliss, till all her lambent beauty shakes towards us
Spread out and known at last, and we are sure
That beauty is a thing beyond the grave,
That perfect, bright experience never falls
To nothingness, and time will dim the moon
Sooner than our full consummation here
In this odd life will tarnish or pass away.
Inspired by the poem "Moonrise," by D.H. Lawrence this hand woven wall hanging was made with hand spun, hand dyed Targhee wool in light silver grey, mull (a thin open-weave linen), and black cotton thread. The bound 'moon beams' at the heart of the hand woven half circle were meticulously wrapped with a sewing needle. Grey mohair strands and white boucle make up the fringe, representing the murky surface of water at night.