Arthur Edwin Smith

Ah, Art, how often have I said your name when I've come across a poem you should have seen or written a line as if guided by your hand? Daily I think, at least. You were curmudgeonly, kind, savvy and surprisingly naive, quirky and ordinary and could see a wildflower or a pile of trash from far away. Human in other words--and aware of it, that rare thing. Your vision in this world will be deeply missed.... and remembered for all of my life.

Finally,go acquiring power in the Lord and in the mightiness of his strength.

Ephesians 6:10