Daniel Nairn

Rookie (Bellevue, Nebraska)

Art - Poem by Daniel Nairn

Why must my art come from strong emotion?
Sometimes I'm happy as I sketch or
Write or play. But more often am I
Depressed and angry and confused.

I glance back at my art, and immediately look away, pained
To see the time
When I was so sad
I had to tell
About my anguish


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 30, 2006



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