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Mill City
Art is lifeblood of the spirit,
The birth experience transfuse,
Transforms voice, brainstorms coherent,
Angst and emotion become muse,
Poor and artistic juxtaposed,
Mute and silenced made to be,
Embrace those thought once disowned,
In the bosom of the city,
Historic mills and undisclosed,
Lives and livelihood made better,
Decay, death and decomposed
Art and poverty come together,
Nursemaid to the lorn abused.
Once known -- cannot forget her.
by Konnor Tighe Crewe March 1, 2016
(This poem is about the interplay of artistic community and the surrounding poor communities where artists find their home, in this case, Lowell, Massachusetts)
Art is lifeblood of the spirit,
The birth experience transfuse,
Transforms voice, brainstorms coherent,
Angst and emotion become muse,
Poor and artistic juxtaposed,
Mute and silenced made to be,
Embrace those thought once disowned,
In the bosom of the city,
Historic mills and undisclosed,
Lives and livelihood made better,
Decay, death and decomposed
Art and poverty come together,
Nursemaid to the lorn abused.
Once known -- cannot forget her.
by Konnor Tighe Crewe March 1, 2016
(This poem is about the interplay of artistic community and the surrounding poor communities where artists find their home, in this case, Lowell, Massachusetts)
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