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Baby Come Walk With Me   1 comment

Rose Lake July 2013A trail near Rose Canyon Lake in the Santa Catalina Mountains — Computer Painting by kenne

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
where I will do
anything for you — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
where no previous day
will be like this — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
sharing moments of bliss
and transcendental longings — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
reading Wallace Stevens
and escape by metaphor — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
outlining the contours
of our experience — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

Baby come walk with me
around the lake
creating our own cosmos
resembling the Creation — 
delaying not, hurrying not.

— kenne

(“delaying not, hurrying not” from  Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman)

“Moccasin”   Leave a comment

Bark (1 of 1) art blog“Moccasin” — Beetle Paths Art by kenne

”The genuine artist is never “true to life.”
He sees what is real,
but not as we are normally aware of it.
We do not go storming through life
like actors in a play. Art is never real life.”

— Wallace Stevens

 

Butterfly On Rainbow Flowers   1 comment

Yard flowers (1 of 1)-2Grunge Art blogButterfly on Rainbow Flowers — Computer Art by kenne

”The genuine artist is never
‘true to life.’
He sees what is real,
but not as we are normally aware of it.
We do not go storming through life like
actors in a play.
Art is never real life.”

— Wallace Stevens from “On Poetic Truth,” 

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