Tag: beauty
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Braille – a poem
“Braille”a poem by Jeremy C Kester I run my fingers over the smooth brailleNot knowing what sense it meansTo be in a museum of artWhere the blind are neuteredFrom this aesthetic beauty. Not tiredBut worn just slightly I moveFrom gallery to galleryFrom display to displaySometimes quick, but always so laggard. There is such beauty hereEven…
Jeremy C Kester 