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Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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Of course, art is always somewhat subjective, breaking established rules: the artist intuitively adding imaginary inches to a canvas; a work in progress, riding waves, finding depth both on and off the easel, creatively flowing – a vision on the loose – (paused, but never finished...a true birth having voice and life beyond the parent's release, like a child going out into the world alone... a must, for the painter to keep fluid a moistening eye: that mysterious exorcism by his instruments...a true descriptor ultimately not bound by the Catechism of Lines nor a Page's World-edges; no mural out of the soul, seeking spectacular release is ever entirely confined to interior walls nor the sides of buildings~ that is why certain poems are read over and over, as if catching up with an old friend~filled-in on what is new, an evolutionary rapport... or one revisits The Museum of Modern Art – finding aged modern in the old modern, the past meeting perhaps a cloudy moment and today a day of awakening transparency – each vintage, an individualized spirit-manifest, a motivating shade of scentful-color~of brightness and overcast, with searchable, unseen dimensions, the spaces science has yet to fill, the private domains of both experimenting student and seasoned mystic... the limits of what we know, transformed by the revelation of what we dream, the artist, and not the scientist, life's true conjurer of miracles, only bound, when at all, by his own restricted conceptions of time transforming space.

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Of course, art is always somewhat subjective, breaking established rules: the artist intuitively adding imaginary inches to a canvas; a work in progress, riding waves, finding depth both on and off the easel, creatively flowing – a vision on the loose – (paused, but never finished...a true birth having voice and life beyond the parent's release, like a child going out into the world alone... a must, for the painter to keep fluid a moistening eye: that mysterious exorcism by his instruments...a true descriptor ultimately not bound by the Catechism of Lines nor a Page's World-edges; no mural out of the soul, seeking spectacular release is ever entirely confined to interior walls nor the sides of buildings~ that is why certain poems are read over and over, as if catching up with an old friend~filled-in on what is new, an evolutionary rapport... or one revisits The Museum of Modern Art – finding aged modern in the old modern, the past meeting perhaps a cloudy moment and today a day of awakening transparency – each vintage, an individualized spirit-manifest, a motivating shade of scentful-color~of brightness and overcast, with searchable, unseen dimensions, the spaces science has yet to fill, the private domains of both experimenting student and seasoned mystic... the limits of what we know, transformed by the revelation of what we dream, the artist, and not the scientist, life's true conjurer of miracles, only bound, when at all, by his own restricted conceptions of time transforming space.