Too Many Notes | The Poetry Machine
When I Need Solutions?
When in doubt, I write poetry and paint without thought
May 3, 2024
I am moving things around
And see a new revelation
On blank canvas,
While sound
Fills my ears again.
Music for a dance.
Revolution:
Like a Sufi, round and round
The changes come to mind,
As the paint tubes bend
Into new solutions.
As long as there is breath
This is a time to live.
Create. Give.
A digital print of the full painting is available at my image store on Patreon. The link is beneath the image above.