Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Artist

-my Center for New Americans Poem-
(for Ed Rwaitkowski)

I meet a man
who draws or paints
(depending on mood and medium)
with his feet.

His pictures would be the envy
of many able-bodied artists.

I resolve never to complain
about my speech impairment
or typing speed again.

It’s a vow
I hope to keep
for at least 24 hours.

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