History LessonA Poem by W. Barrett Munn
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Bernini filled a thousand bowls with wishes and water. In the hands of greatness a droplet becomes a fountain. Greeks first, then the Romans, post-cursors of Asians and gunpowder. No one recalls the spacemen only their art in the Nazca Desert. Those ruins never flowed. In Venezuela, an angel falls from on high. Caught up in their web of deceit the Spaniards searched out gold marking each new conquest with a cross. Territory newly claimed wore no grave markers as proof of their disgraced deeds their genocidal greed carried out in the name of God and religion. The antithesis of greatness. Small men claiming magic makes them big. ***
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Added on August 13, 2025 Last Updated on August 13, 2025 AuthorW. Barrett MunnTULSA, OKAbout“What one seems to want in art, in experiencing it, is the same thing that is necessary for its creation, a self-forgetfull, totally useless concentration." - Elizabeth Bishop “Withhol.. more.. |

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