(is not)
the ability to create something out of thoughts,
a conjuror who plucks the hidden the coin
from behind the ear of a bewildered audience,
it is not the face carved from marble,
the painting using paint and its absence
to create likeness, the story out of the thin air
of the writer's mind — it is none of these things;
they are but the ripples of imagination
like the ripples of the pond that show
where the stone sunk (or skipped) are are not
the stone, merely a reflection of its passage.
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