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| A poem by - Alan McClure Dec 2014 |
Iliop (Lazy Sheepdog)
I know my motives
and they're far from pure -
The lengths I will go to
for a pat on the head.
And then there's you -
you, with your pure indifference
and your thousand words for soil
Reminding me
that real art
is its own reward
And that I have created none.
But oh!
I am grateful for the lesson,
for the knowledge of the destination
and the chance
to be on my way.
This was a fantastic Solo Day.