Art's Deathbed

February 4, 2010
By stefunnierthanu SILVER, West Bloomfield, Michigan
stefunnierthanu SILVER, West Bloomfield, Michigan
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When art becomes a burden one must pray
That temporary just division stays,
For if the rift begins to grow and thrive,
The artist’s will to create will surely die.
Pianists’ fingers brittle from their craft,
And painters lose the gift of capturing laugh.
Yet through these hardships art can still prevail
So long as art to coffins is not nailed.


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on Aug. 28 2010 at 5:36 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

Very well written. I love the line "pianist's fingers brittle from their craft." I, too, hope that art will never meet such an end.


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