Ode Against A Grecian Urn
If all you need to know is beauty's truth.
It isn't much you need to know on earth
It's less than what appraisers say it's worth.
This jar with frieze depicting frozen youth.
Curators and collectors both agree
Unlikely people try to steal from us.
Experience turns trust more covetous.
A beauty's owner views suspiciously.
It may be best that beauty be destroyed
A little worshiper of idols still
Resides inside and ever, always will
Until we're much less worldly employed.
A thirsty world as to aesthetics thinks
Urns pretty when it's everyone who drinks. (8/29/22)
Copyright © Stephen Wilson-Floyd | Year Posted 2022
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