She smiles, and all is well in my world — anonymous
“The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create…
A Haiku
‘act’ calling curtainsiridescent smoke clouds upsky writing sonnets
“Beautiful, beautiful.Magnificent desolation” — Edwin…
If you will call her dark — I will call her sunshine.
Fly meadows unknownBring tidings happy, earth tiredO! Thee passerine
Holding brush a dareVan Gogh! O Your reminderVincent with a V