Discoverer
john clare
Where is the one
They say discovers you?
Who sees the work
To bring sudden clamoring
Hastening toward the gallery
Black Friday pilgrimages
Such a one does not exist
Nicholas and Oz do
It's a long desire for one
To shake the reigns
To wave the wand
Be gone ye toiling
Obscurity
You misunderstood
Poverty
Long long since the
Trace marks fade
Comes one
All clamoring toward
The Discoverer
To dip the brush
To stir the color
To trouble the waters.
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