MY LEARNED-FRIEND
Many colors in the stars; a beautiful
canvas it makes. Created by the ultimate
artist, whom I strive to duplicate.
An artist in my own right, I often speak
with him. Gathered-all I could from him,
my learned-friend from afar. I could never
devise without him, my route from start
to finish. I haven’t a clue as to why if my
head & heart weren’t in it. I’ll make no
foolish-attempts to square-this, it would
all be in vain. Don’t ask more about it. I’ll
never know for sure. Except to say, he
might love me somewhat, for reasons I
couldn’t supply. Might as well try to
decipher his star-scapes, how he did
them, & why. — Ray Laccetti