your art is outside our mailbox
more of others hangs from our trees as mobiles
or stands as sculpture near our front door
whether via paint or rock or stone or daubed in mud
your art is valued in the sharing/as these songs are
we bypass money in the process/free as recycled air
we share what we are via what we create and gift
each other with our goodwill.Life comes first-a meal,
some laughter,times stolen to make anew our visions
and dream into this market world/something new and strange
As we are/so our songs and books and stories
Your art is in the sharing.Objects outlive us/unless consigned
to junk or fire or regifted for other homes/connection affirms all
We are more than raw materials-we are process more than product
Never confuse the chainsaw for the trees
One cuts ,the other bleeds.Art is in the differences..
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