Brothers

in his poems were his paintings and in his paintings, his poems to Miro, saying he does not care to distinguish between poetry and painting, and Chagall seeking in his work ''a lonely poetry'' from Prometheus to the Coyote of the Navahos, each stealing fire from the gods to give to men, from Max Ernst, seeing in all things ''Nature's handwriting'' everywhere, in snowflakes, eggshells, clouds and wings to Charles Fort, who thought that in glacial frost there might have been seen ''the rough notes of a rose'' - look before, or look behind, span the centuries and find all men are brothers of the mind.

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