(This is the only poem I'll provide explanation. At the end of the year, as I was re-reading all of these poems, I realized, THIS poem is the perfect representation of what I imagined this project to be. It's incredible how fitting it is, and I love the fact it was written before the idea for this project was conceived. The plan is to have this poem and its art-piece as the opening entry in the collection).
Admiration; the work of others
Their words and images echo in your head
Restless; searching for a way out
Begging to be unleashed for the world to hear
And art passes on; an infectious disease.
Not as one that needs a cure
But as the cure.
Share it. Spread it. Let it grow.
Whatever way you can
Sing someone else’s song aloud
Leave a note for a stranger to find
Paint a picture on a cardboard box
Smile. All day. For the day is fine.
What a culmination!
The people you’ve collected along the way
The ones who occupy your time these days