Three Artistic Magicians Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Leonardo da Vinci bought birds in the market
Small caged chaffinches. Hear them sigh!
He climbed to the top of a mountain to free them
To open their prisons and let them fly!

Blake was familiar with choirs of angels
Up Jacob's ladder his mind rose with ease
Rene Magritte painted people as raindrops
And ghostly white riders criss-crossing through trees

Hogarth was Art's Dickens, sharp eyed and honest
Showing his subjects, with masks stripped away
Drunken beggars, lost children, degenerate nobles
He drew poverty's homeless, slum's anarchy