Echoes of Steel: A Tribute to Richard Serra and the Judisches Mahnmal
In the realm of steel, where echoes fade, Richard Serra's spirit stood, unswayed. With lines bold and forms profound, His artistry in steel was crowned.
Yet, as the shadows lengthen, we mourn, For the titan of metal has been drawn, To realms unknown, where time's hands weave, And memories in steel forever cleave.
Amidst the urban maze, where sorrows dwell, Stands the Judisches Mahnmal, a testament to tell, Of Serra's vision, in collaboration divine, With Eisenman's touch, a sacred shrine.
Together they forged a monument grand, A labyrinth of memory, where souls expand, Through corridors of silence, where whispers creep, And history's weight, in steel, does seep.
So let us raise our voices high, To honour Serra, whose legacy will never die. In steel and stone, his spirit shall remain, A beacon of artistry, amidst life's refrain.
