Picasso knowsA Poem by Lisa Hickey
This is the story I want to tell you about Picasso:
Presses and wipes, presses, wipes, layer after layer,
cordons off sections of color. Ocher against violet,
cream, black, cream. Eggnog. Faster he works,
a conductor’s flourish.
He sing-crys, "No, it is wrong, wrong, wrong, all
This might have been my story, after all.
© 2010 Lisa Hickey
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