Sheldon Kranz
Aesthetic Realism Consultant, Writer, Poet  (1919-1980)

          

You looked out to the clear horizon
And saw Homer's warriors
Charging across the plain.
You listened and heard
Sappho singing her melancholy songs
Beside a quiet pool.
And confusion in the city streets grew less,
So did the hidden plots,
The cruel accusations.
And didn't you suspect
In the growing light of day
That the shouting in the market place
Was meant for you?