Whitney Jones Olson

Rookie (August 14,1982 / Indiana)

Scribblings, For My Husband When We Dated - Poem by Whitney Jones Olson

If art - is the expression of self, and self an amalgamation of ambient forces, Then my art, love, is the expression of you.
Similarly, if faith - is the creation of realities, and reality an inquiry of perception, Then my faith, honey, proves you my cynosure.
And if life - is the confluence of choices, and choices the playthings of proclivity, Then my life, baby, is an enchanted pawn of your possession.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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