With
chisel or pen
on
rock or paper
there’s
canvas and there’s crafting
there’s
subject and that’s choice
the
mind’s delicacy
laid
out in line
and
deliberate blemish
an
attachment that does not varnish
where
sandpaper and eraser
are
robber’s tools
and
left untouched;
a
meditation certainly
of
their passing
and
our illusions.
[Inspired by a line drawing by Gamini Abeykoon]
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