Art And Life

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Title:     Art And Life
Author: Lola Ridge [More Titles by Ridge]

When Art goes bounding, lean,
Up hill-tops fired green
To pluck a rose for life.

Life like a broody hen
Cluck-clucks him back again.

But when Art, imbecile,
Sits old and chill
On sidings shaven clean,
And counts his clustering
Dead daisies on a string
With witless laughter....

Then like a new Jill
Toiling up a hill
Life scrambles after.

[The end]
Lola Ridge's poem: Art And Life

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