Poem of the Day: “The Comfort of Art”

A person looking at painting by Mark Rothko at the San Francisco Museum of Art.

The Comfort of Art

It is a plight, a thorn to be human,
but art is an unexpected gift.
One is a cup for their other.
Raise your cup and pour
your darkness into it,
then live like a flower
shining above the thorns.

© Wallace Fong, September 2021

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