I have friends who are Quakers, friends who are Unitarian Universalists, friends who Dialogue in the Bohmian tradition, friends who are Mystics, friends who are Poets, and so many other friends who live lives of wisdom and wonder... this is my account of the meeting with these friends...

Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Art is in the Meeting

    Q: Would you say that the reader perceives things differently from the poet's intention? Or can one really come to see what the poet sees?

to me, it can either be as a clash of cymbals, or as delicate as the sunlight's first morning-meeting with dew, but it is in the "meeting", where there'is the Art...

the artist meets the seeing
the seeing meets the silence
the silence meets the pen
the pen meets the page
the page meets the reader
the reader meets the mind
the mind meets the seeing
the seeing meets the artist

who was the artist here?
was it the seer?
was it the reader?
was it the pen?

it was in the meeting- all meeting in one place! this is the art!- at the death of anyone called "artist", does the art come into being...

No comments: