Sunday, December 6, 2009


If I call to Heaven and an angel answers me,
Will I be scared? You bet!
If I create a work of art
A painting that was never there before -
A poem -
Is it not of necessity less -
Than that which it was meant to represent?

Because no one can create all the facets
Possibilities, extensions,
Of anything
And then add on – not just mine -
But your imaginings, and that man's over there,
Or see what that child sees,
It must be less – my poem, my painting
Still I do not make that object less
Just by my effort.

If the angel isn't there, I don't care
Just so long as I think it is
And see my answer, hear my answer, feel it -
That's enough.