Empty Brush

When I was young
I wanted to paint big
and I did. The older
I get, the smaller
I want to paint.
This morning I painted the sky the size
of my checkbook; tomorrow,
a dream on a wing of a fly.
Someday, someone might stop and ask,
“Wasn't this the painter
who painted nothing?”

Galen Garwood Chiang Mai 2004

 

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