On Painting

*O'Keeffe*

It’s
Not
It,
It’s
A
Picture
Of
It,
All
In
The
Play
Of
Light
That
Day,
Or
The
Way
The
Artist
Felt,
Furtive
Rover,
Starving
Hungry
Or
Hung
Over,
Raging
Talent
In
Full
Flower,
In
The
Painter’s
Finest
Hour.
Come,
Look
Closer,
And
See
Ageless
Beauty,
Brought
To
Be.