pome 4 mstr bill

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And we're off! NaPoWriMo has a warm-up prompt and already I'm doing it wrong. I glanced at it earlier, then went off to a zoom reading with John Lent and Tom Wayman, and all I remembered was that the prompt had something to do with art. I see now it suggesting going to the online galleries of the New York  Metropolitan Museum of Art. 

I just looked up, saw this, and wrote a poem for my friend bill bissett whose painting it is.

pome 4 mstr bill

up in the kornr of my rume

a flourish ov pink    blu    white 

on white

izzit hair      or wings

or sumthng els

sumthng bearing dwn 

on th girl      who keepz her i

on th door 

that leedz nto

or owtof

my rume

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