one smiling & one tearful eye

there are few options

in life

for conducting an existence

as an artist

who fell onto hard times:

the first one is to find some

work

even if it pays a pittance

the second one is to work

on his own specific art

and suffer hunger spells

amid depression –

it’s incredible how galleries

treat an artist –

well now/ the artist said

nearby my place the woods

will sing

so let’s go/ let’s explore them

if at the beginning being

thrown to the wolves

let’s find them and become

a wolf-whisperer –

the laughs heard are those

of spirits

who still share in ironic trains

of thought

but still support the artist with

one smiling eye and the

tearful other.

zoltanzelan

zjg-poetry’20.

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