The first tool I stepped on turned into a weapon
by Zoe Francis Spowage
by Zoe Francis Spowage
This piece is named after and references the poem about garden tools by Robert Frost
The objection to being stepped on
At the end of the row
I stepped on the toe
Of an unemployed hoe.
It rose in offense
And struck me a blow
In the seat of my sense.
It wasn't to blame
But I called it a name.
And I must say it dealt
Me a blow that I felt
Like a malice prepense.
You may call me a fool,
But was there a rule
The weapon should be
Turned into a tool?
And what do we see?
The first tool I step on
Turned into a weapon.
Pastel and paint on canvas approx 2000mm x 1000mm
2017
6 items of artwork shown.