Christopher Luna and Leah Jackson in front of Angst Gallery |
Here is the poem I wrote in her honor and presented at Niche's one-year anniversary on Saturday:
The Beauty
some hide it
while others wave it
in your face
unsolicited
some plant a seed
others born to tend
still more simply benefit
from the fruit
of their generosity
our hostess
extends her arms
to surround our light
in a canopy
of evergreen
digs in
don’t let go
builds the stage
hangs the art
lays the foundation
while we sleep
if you want to thank her
get in line
may have to make an appointment
she’s too busy making things better
for all of us
a bard needs a bicycle
a poet needs a mic
a painter needs a wall
a songwriter needs a muse
everyone needs a song
sounds like it was written
especially for you
a citizen needs a drink, companionship,
and a splash of beauty now and then
you’re not alone
you’re not invisible
not insignificant
when it begins to feel as if
no one notices
no one knows you’re there
when you begin to feel you’re on your own
remember there’s a perfect niche
down the street
waiting just for you
With love and respect for Leah Jackson
On the first anniversary of Niche Wine and Art Bar
In gratitude for her service to the community
Christopher Luna
Poet Laureate, 2011
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