"Frost-Burned Rose (in memory of Barry Owen)"
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
- William Blake (1794)
TITLE - "Frost-Burned Rose (in memory of Barry Owen)"
WHERE - Port Moody, British Columbia (2019)