Day 240

Fame is a fickle food (1702)

By Emily Dickinson
 

Fame is a fickle food
 Upon a shifting plate
 Whose table once a
 Guest but not
 The second time is set
 Whose crumbs the crows inspect
 And with ironic caw
 Flap past it to the
 Farmer’s corn
 Men eat of it and die

from the long wait series

acrylic on paper

approximately ten inches by eleven inches

Landscape

Thanks Ginna for the Emily