The cat ran from window to window wild after birds all peppy in the warm grey of the day. And I remembered how much Spring always heralded the possibility of brief and sweet hope.
Martin Wong’s Visual Poetry of Urban Life
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Martin Wong (July 11, 1946 – August 12, 1999) was one of the most affecting
and visionary artists to emerge from New York City’s East Village and Lower
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