In 1927 and 1928 she worked on creating watercolors to illustrate a
rather depressing poem. She was not happy with these paintings, feeling her
ability to draw humans was poor. Below are three of the images from this
poem, with their corresponding verses. The author of the poem is unknown.
A ruined temple, Man appears,
Where gravelike heaps of dust disclose
The ghostly glories of the years
How high the broken column rose!
The lepers healed, the dead's recall
Te thousands fed, the open tomb
The cross, the calm of martyrdom
The grace and peace uplifting all.
Love's priests are lifting to the sky
A song of life that stills the moan;
Sweet from the peaks of promise blown
The bugle notes of Hope reply.