Arts Eve at CFS

art, triumphant

art is when we rise out of the mundane,

when we add dimensions to the plane

upon which we feel ourselves to live,

it is art when we add

the personal

the creative

who can come within us

as if a muse and 

then can act upon the world,

art can let us see possibility,

the way a next moment can transcend the last moment,

the way imagination can spring full-blown from our head

as if Athena becomes real, and helps us become real,

then a story births itself,

a photograph, a painting, a performance,

I have heard of a sculptor 

who can actually hear the call

of the shape within the stone,

that’s how I see the photos

inherent within the possibilities

of the view before me,

a photo can call to me

and I can precipitate it within my lens,

art is the calling that pulls us out of the mundane

to live a time where the fantastic

begs to be born into story,

where the gifts of voice, 

and instrument, 

of the body kinesthetic,

will not be hidden,

tonight is Arts Eve, within which 

the dancers, singers, musicians, painters,

the artists, the shapers,

claim a night to shine, 

and they do,

triumphantly.

by Henry H. Walker

May 9, ‘19