The Best Artist
Sits Alone
Yet Is Amidst
A Bell Soul
Hears And Sees
Thinks And Observes
Remembers, Recalls
The Visionary Curve
It Bends And Rises
In The Minds Eye
It Comes And Vanishes
He Quickens The Find
The Crystalized Brilliance
Sifted From The Elements
Granted By Endurance
The Day’s Hairy Vortex
A Flock Of Artists Not
The Inspiration Wanes
Inside His Distant Cocoon
Wrung Oils Overcame
rKw Jr 11.07.22
Robert Kelly b 1965
A Christian Poet
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