February 27, 2018
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is the artist.
Today’s poem is a number poem for an artist whose expertise
can become a limitation.
I welcome comments on my poems at
https://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com.
Yours,
Nick Gordon
Fifty-five is grounded in her game,
Intuitively expert in her aim.
For years of focused, patient practice yield
The instinct that will one's technique sustain.
Yet expertise will suffocate if sealed.
For her, the truth is ever to be revealed.
In become, one must let go became.
Verities must never be too tame,
Enduring only in an unfenced field.
© by Nicholas Gordon
Hear or watch me recite this poem and listen to the music I
chose for it at https://www.poemsforfree.com/55c.html.
For more philosophical poems, go to http://www.poemsforfree.com/philosophicalpoems.html
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This week’s theme: The Artist
February 26: There Is No Better Painting than a Sunrise
February 27: Fifty-Five3
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