Monday, December 19, 2011


The Death of Marat

Some art history classes behind me, a
flimsy soapbox on which to
stand, flattered, blathering who knows what about
Caravaggio to the
question, which famous painting would lend itself
best to a class exercise
in color theory. Sinking in the shallow
pond of my knowledge, I loan
my copy of Boltons' Brief History and
disappeer beneath the waves.
Later, dry, revived, hand on helm, riding high,
Bolton reappears. The Death
of Marat over Caravaggio, a
choice I applaud as I sit
stabbed in my bath, rendered in classical pose.

December 19, 2011

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