Tell me where the artist lives.
\nThe street, the door.
\nHurry, lest the artist go.
\nNot a second must be wasted.
\nThe finite strand of time
\ngranted to her is fragile.
\nI want to know her.
\nListen and admire
\nwhere she’s been.
\nWhat countries she has discovered
\nand come away
\nenriched by her treasure,
\nher ineffable vision of truth
\nand its, sometimes,
\nbeauty.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tell me where the artist lives. The street, the door. Hurry, lest the artist go. Not a second must be wasted. The finite strand of…<\/p>\n