An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world.
What was any art but a mold in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. ~Willa Cather
1 comment:
Very creative, but I think I would much prefer seeing your "slam" poem up on your blog :)
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