Anonymity's Magic
by Odin odin@aflx.com — Read all 3,869 poems by Odin odin@aflx.com
Recalling New York’s Guggenheim Museum, I’m reminded obscurity means not invisible or void of meaning. Artists are after all, merely the means of delivery, a work’s expression being all that truly matters.
Friday, November 22, 2013
Anonymity’s Magic
by Odin Roark
How unnecessary a name
When melody fills the heart
And brush strokes of ermine white
Bring buoyant clouds of down-like comfort
Where personage remains undisclosed
Creation’s existence remains undeniable
Filling the heart/mind galleries and halls
With ivory and ebony nocturnes rippling the air
As remembered canvases need not identity
While capturing light available
For all who know…
Anonymity’s magic
Ron
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Cheers!
Roger