For A Loaf Of Rembrandt Poem by Laurence Overmire
For A Loaf Of Rembrandt
Funny how
Artists
Have to die
In order to make a living.
Only then, six-feet under
Feeding maggots
Do people finally begin to understand
What the hell they were trying to do.
And suddenly
All that junk they tossed in the back of the attic
Gathering dust
Is worth
Millions! ! !
(Previously published in The Short North Gazette, July 2000)
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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