“There was very little traffic
on this road to heaven.
He had some trouble on the way.
The past always lurked as he drove this road,
more real than the things in plain view.”
On this road to heaven
poem
Focus
Her mission was to focus on the ordinary
and grow the heart of Art.
A secret code
Children of all ages create in a flurry of activity
forged out of enthusiasm and books:
a secret code for artists and illustrators.
Time
Time has its own unique sound.
I’ve heard the talking hours.
There’s a danger
There’s a danger
in terms of being a well-oiled machine.
It means you don’t have to think
and when you’re doing that,
that’s boredom.
Think, enjoy the feeling.
It’s art.
Just relax.
Make a little problem up
Yes, I know that’s bad English. The poem made me do it.
Anna Cull ~ Art & Music 