Ode To Art
Art in all forms
has a certain freedom
disallowed elsewhere;
though art does not
become art
without artful care –
Art cannot be entirely
loose – recklessly scattered
nor restrictively obtuse –
(never obviously defined
by its implements –
though no blossom
can blossom, if rejecting
all rudiments….
we have standard
tools to poke and kneed;
if wind the protagonist
we blow at the reed –
if the point a sharp object
we jab and bleed –
for no art comes without
its blessing and injury –
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