Henri Matisse, one of Bruce’s strongest artistic influences, famously imagined art as “rather like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.” To Bruce art has many functions, primarily to lift the spirit. He has said, “To me art should do more than merely represent things. It should give direction, motivation and, hopefully, inspiration.” However, he also acknowledges the simple comfort that it provides, a refuge from the often harsh human condition. In this poem, he accords this power to the work of Robert Frost, one of his favorite poets.
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REFUGE
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In . . . —
Confusion
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………I . . . . .
Entered
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The
………Room . . .
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Elaborate chaos . . —
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Seemed Everywhere.
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The back stair
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Leading Out . . . .
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Of the place
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Was
Blocked.
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I
Drew a bead
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Aimed myself
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At a
Distant shelf
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And
Spotted
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A book of
Robert
Frost’s
Poems
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And, At last
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Felt
At
Home.
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