Life is art. I’ve seen lots of ugly art. Art which sole purpose is to be ugly,
to make a statement about ugliness.
My art doesn’t know itself.
It takes a while to decide
what it requires to be considered beautiful, and then
whether or not it wants to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
he or she who takes a risk in the name of Art is often rewarded...in your case with a excellent poem..loved it! ..thanks :) tom