Pablo and MaxA Poem by Doug Stuber
Pablo and Max
This is the story of Pablo and Max, They left And gather some primitive artifacts.
They left in the rain in spring '52 And were seen in the fields with an African
gnu Admiring the shapes that came into view.
While Pablo was digging up red cube-like
art, Max drew some monsters on government charts. (They looked like amoebas with elongated
parts.)
The days were spent studying carvings of
stone, Or walking in jungles out on their own. An artist knows how to survive alone.
Always popular with their new friends, These two went about setting new trends. They taught the natives how to pretend.
Unlike the scientists who went to steal, The artists just borrowed that primitive
feel. A congenial arrangement, if not ideal. © 2014 Doug Stuber |
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Added on July 14, 2014 Last Updated on July 14, 2014 AuthorDoug StuberGwangju, Joellanamdo, South KoreaAboutI am a an Assistant professor of English Language and Literature at Chonnam National University in Gwangju, S. Korea. I have written a number of songs and toured 15 years as a musician. I like to pai.. more..Writing
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