The War That Artists Wage Among Themselves Poem by RIC BASTASA
The War That Artists Wage Among Themselves
there is a desert
where a seed of discord
grows
showered by artists
with their
poems
amazed am i
for the seed has grown
into a bush
despite the absence
of rain
despite the promise
of oasis
that never came
the time for
flowering has come
upon the usual
drought of
human emotions
bringing forth the flowers
which are too
beautiful to be
ignored
and henceforth
shamed
our chosen
silence.
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