Post Impressionistic - Poem by Stan Petrovich
Where did that tune
Come from? An inner organ
Composing 'Clair de Lune, '
'La Mer, ' tales of the sea
And the moon.
'Jeaux' ponders my wistful night's
Vigil, when I listen & learn
The genius that burns.
In the end it all comes down
To one thing: a man is only as great
As the best thing he could create.
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