Ours
is singleness of sight, conscious of a main current
Related
to the past, seeing into the future
We
are not of this present time, but extend forward and back:
Youth
has clear eyes fearing nothing, going forward
With
what we have to say
Expressing
things as we see them we are new evidence
Fresh
and young, filled with the progress of the new
Where
our un-work is the spirit of youth which only is
Growing
because we settle not, nor accept.
We are part of the most
beautiful life possible
Obtained only through the
sacrifice of many common
But overestimated things
*
(Adapted, from page 204, The Art Spirit, Robert Henri, (1865 –
1929) )
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