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Theyyam of Innocent Truth | | Theyyam of Innocent Truth£575 Acrylic on canvas. W 32", H 40"; 76 x 102 cm
Your masks are mystery-making
Yet you are truth-tellers
Your headdresses are fire, fire That burns mercilessly
The villagers are looking at you
But you are safe
Hidden behind your masks You can outstare their stares
Listen, your elaborate singing Takes us to the stars
Where the universe is naked
And the truth Travels like light
in
every direction
Poem by Linda Marshall
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