Wocky Jivvy: Poetry and Art "When the flush of a new-born sun fell first on Eden's green and gold,
Our father Adam sat under the Tree and scratched with a stick in the mould;
And the first rude sketch that the world had seen was joy to his mighty heart,
Till the Devil whispered behind the leaves, "It's pretty, but is it Art?"
from Rudyard Kipling's The Conundrum of the Workshops

divider line and nothing more

* Poetry: Poems of Acclaim

Summum Bonum

All the breath and the bloom of the year
     in the bag of one bee
All the wonder and wealth of the mine
     in the heart of one gem
In the core of one pearl all the shade
      and the shine of the sea
Breath and bloom, shade and shine, wonder, wealth,
     and how far above them
Truth that's brighter than gem
Trust that's purer than pearl,
Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe
      all were for me
In the kiss of one girl.

Robert Browning (1812-1889)

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