Archive for November 12, 2016
POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE REWARDS OF ART
Time smooths the wrinkles
Of the artist’s life,
Smooth’s away the doubt
Depression and fear
Molding his art,
In life, the artist presses on,
For something is calling to him,
Not knowing the fate of his work,
Not knowing if the future will be kind,
Or dissolve him into nothing.