Quatrains 1
Brushes and paints are all I have To speak the music in my soul-- While silently there laughs at me A copper jar beside a pale green bowl.
Gwendolyn B. Bennett
Brushes and paints are all I have To speak the music in my soul-- While silently there laughs at me A copper jar beside a pale green bowl.
A visual artist longs to express something deeper than paint can easily hold — what she calls the music in her soul. She only has brushes and paints, so the feeling inside her must be translated into color and form. That mismatch creates a quiet frustration.
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