I am not art (a poem)

As I was scrolling past something, the phrase ‘we are all art’ (or something similar) caught my eye. This is my response.

I occupy a place
in space and time

Some see

(Some see
what they want to see)

Some understand

(Some understand
nothing)

Some will never know
I was here
until I have gone

—

Don’t let the lines
and shadows fool you

The composition
is fluid

The light, unreliable

Form and function
in their disguises
field no inquiry

The image
is always reversed

—

I am not art

I am a work in progress

(1 January 2021)

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