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