A PAINTING

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SLEEPY TIME POEMS

 

 

 

Trapped in a painting

never allowed a dream

never seen

never spoken

in a mystical landscape

poetic brilliance

I know you as

a portrait

but are you real?

I see you as a painting

I fail to any art

or any humanity

 

Late 1981

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the oldest poem I've posted so far

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