Day Williams

Gold Star - 4,914 Points (June 2,1954 / Fresno, California)

Along Highway 95 South - Poem by Day Williams

If I pick up
a cactus sprig
and scratch my poem
in Nevada's dirt
amid the sagebrush,
And no one reads it,
is it a work of art?

Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical , whimsy

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 18, 2017



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