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Before Poetry - Nov. 25, 2021

  • Gary Hunter
  • Nov 25, 2021
  • 1 min read

sun and rain ant and lion

light and dark wouldn’t dream

of taking turns being cloak and dagger

guts and flash humbled and heightened

didn’t stitch or weave a canvas

never intermingled or twined words

with threads of different color


before poetry did anyone imagine

a painting painting the artist

or that music might sit on

a stool and strum the musician?


as with most art it is by popular

opinion and subtle head nods

that any architect of phrases

knows it has created either

swan or ugly duckling

 
 
 

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