She Was

She was a master artist. She could paint opinions In the shade of facts. She was a brilliant sculptor. Molding abandoned scarps Into Monuments. She was an unrivalled chef. Seasoning smoke until I couldn't taste the ash. She was a talented poet. She would bend words until I spoke her meter. She was a fine gardener. Bouquets full of nightshade Never smelt so sweet. She was a true alchemist. Turning catastrophe Into pure beauty.