The rhythm of life is a jazz rhythm

Pleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.

What happens to a dream deferred?

Money and art are far apart.

I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen when company comes, but I laugh, and eat well, and grow strong.

Believing everything she read In the daily news, (No in-between to choose) She thought that only One side won, Not that BOTH Might lose.

It were depression, too. They cut my wages down once at the foundry. They cut my wages down again. Then they cut my wages out, also the job.