One Hundred and Twenty Six

Everything has a moral, if only you can find it.

hey, you go Lewis Carroll.

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What is your definition of art? and what is a specific example from your own literary experiences of how the written word is an art form?

Any type of conscious by-product of our existence can be art. It comes from our person-- our unique quiddity. A work that holds meaning for any single human automatically, in my opinion, transforms it into "art."

Literary art continues to baffle me. It's true that we will never be able to express what we're thinking in our minds 100% through our language, but some of us come closer than others. One poem was poignant at a time where the summer heat was unbearable. It's called "August" by Adrienne Rich.

Two horses in yellow light
eating windfall apples under a tree

as summer tears apart milkweeds stagger
and grasses grow more ragged

They say there are ions in the sun
neutralizing magnetic fields on earth

Some way to explain
what this week has been, and the one before it!

If I am flesh sunning on rock
if I am brain burning in fluorescent light

if I am dream like a wire with fire
throbbing along it

if I am death to a man
I have to know it

His mind is too simple, I cannot go on
sharing his nightmares

My own are becoming clearer, they open
into prehistory

Which looks like a village lit with blood
where all the fathers are crying: My son is mine!