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art (Free verse) by feelinglistless
A director strokes his beard,
then points out towards the set.
A daughter hugs her father,
warming him as he sings the blues.
A student practices her violin,
the beauty vibrating from the wood.
An old painter talks of his landscapes,
and much different they are from 'work nowadays'.
A hippy replaces his shades.
A pop-singer offers her
interviewer an ice-cream.
A fallen silent-movie star,
weeps over her lost career.
A sculptor finishes a final latitude
in his copy of the world.
An architect relaxes
with a newspaper and wine.
A woman turns in the icy cold,
breathes, and inspires an artist.
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