As a novice appreciator of art and lover of life, I can not begin to imagine how a piece of art is comparable to a human life, but the poem does just that. In particular, I was struck by the lines: “Sometimes/ the woman borrowed my grandmother’s face
leaving her usual kitchen to wander/ some drafty, half-imagined museum.”
The question raised in the first few lines of Linda Pastan’s poem “Ethics” is an interesting one. Which would you save? The economics of life and art are far from straight forward, and the value of each are always shifting.
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