“See me,” say the books on the shelves. “Feel me. Touch me.”
The purpose of a work of art, wrapped up in three two-word sentences.
The creative person says, “I made this. See me. Feel me. Touch me.”
(Recalling one brilliant bit of writing by Pete Townshend.)
Published by WarrenBluhm
Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.
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