Joys like those of sex are known
- if no less fleetingly -
by those involved in art.
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19 comments:
the joy is addictive, but random, fleeting... the satisfaction is more steady
Very true! I'm enjoying your daily haikus.
If you say so...;-)
I'm enjoying your haiku. In this one I'm totally stopped by that little "if". I'm sure you chose each word carefully so I admit I don't know why the "if" is needed or what weight to give it.
Is that so? But i like your haiku. :-)
Interesting...
Oh I do so agree Dave!
How true.
And other times, a pain much like the agonies of giving birth....
A lot of up's and down's, perhaps?
A...a....a...men!
This explains my love of theatre ..
No wonder I feel so satisfied and need a cigarette after writing a good poem.
Ha! I can't top that, Enchanted Oak.
There is an awful lot of writing going on.....
I like your humor too.
YES!!!I find ART more gratifying actually...
That explains why I know so little about art then.
aaaaah, i really like this!
so true, Dave.
Dave
Multi responses from me in my thinking reading this. Initially I note that art and sex marry well with a bit of theater . I would wonder at both about intent.
Love your Haihu
Linda
Which is why tyrants and totalitarian regime clamp down on both sexual attitudes AND artists. Funny, isn't it?
Greetings from London.
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