Snap!

To an artist subject is sight,
Mesmerized by reality,
Still love, hope, bright.

My hunger, your bite,
Craving heart and harmony,
To an artist subject is sight.

You on the page, forthright,
Shaping pain into beauty,
Still love, hope, bright.

You inspire my fight,
We, attuned to mercy,
To an artist subject is sight.

Hearts hold tight,
To defeat entropy,
Still love, hope, bright.

Poetry makes light,
Universal iconography,
To an artist subject is sight,
Still love, hope, bright.

“To be an artist, you need to exist in a world of silence.”
Louise Bourgeois

I’m a French-American writer, journalist, and editor living out of a suitcase in transit between North America and Europe. To continue the conversation, follow the bird. For email and everything else, deets in bio.

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