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The world needs artists to flavour and colour their world exciting the senses letting them know there is more to this wonderful place than their nine to five jive, Wonderful poem Anna, my favourite lines are these ... will you notice how unimaginably white the clouds are when your eyes meet, above the coronation arcades of pine bowing to a forlorn wind, above pencil poles where pigeons gather and hold court, defending their pigeon-lives under a cacophony of coos, a snatched moment painted with such clarity I can visualize it ... Love and hugz Jayne x x "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall" ...

see a round that was sometime square, did you ever see a feather on a polar bear did you ever see.....(dimenticare) "No I never never never never never, no I never never never never never." ( was the end of it!) I don't remember it well enough, bother, because the net refuses to find it for me, we sang it as children at school it was beautifully absurd, and all that is beautifully absurd is beautiful!!! What an absurd thought Anna, And I love the Jaina blue on their most wonderful little figures of clay from that island in Yucatan in Mayan times, is that what you are referring to? Such artists they were, so bold with the clay and expressing themselves with it. As were the Nyarit potters. I digress but then your poem digresses and with the cooing of the pigeons and the world being flat until the artist rounds it off, is also a kind of odd digression is it not? Beautifully absurd, I wonder which artists you are speaking of as the painters paint on the flat surface and the sculptors in the round, the poets take the whole thing and can make it whatever they like, don't we? Yes! And you have the pencils standing up ready to draw your own comment. Great absurdity I. enjoyed it Anna from Ann of Norway was I absurd enough?

The roundness surly came here, very nice words as if softly spoken, in a ho hum, thats nice sorta way. pleasant to read. very descriptive. and I loved the simile. Nice poem, One of my favorites to date. Mantiscepter

You hold the brush, and always I feel your beautiful words. Plus I love reading a poem that lets me visualize and ponder on certain words that stay in the mind a while. Round, coming from every breath taken. You, An artist indeed. Thank u. Lyz.x.