Not About Art
You must learn to tell me,
not write it. No,
don’t even speak;
show me.
Don’t even show me,
let me see it myself
in the irises in your eyes,
in a gesture,
in silence.
Do not reduce me
to a simile, a convenient rhyme;
wipe your heart off the page,
This is not about art.
poem by Sonny Rainshine
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