Monday, March 4, 2013
Poem
On any given day
a tree is never done
even if your painting of it
is framed and hung.
Its making is its being.
It has no final state.
So revel in the moments while
you change and grow and paint.
Inspired by the Congressional Artistic Discovery Show at the
Chenango County Council for the Arts in Norwich
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