Experts decode his hue sources
via hoof-trod dales in England &
by rare [thrutched] pebbles from
Eurasia & in a crushing of South
American insects making his red
[whilst scarf blues & pearl whites
demand other world discoveries –
projected back in his eyed graft]/
A virgin trade & commerce in art
supply before his work/ Of worth
even before his canvas was born
bare – such craft upon his palette
before sleight of hand & brush to
capture God’s own daubs – of life
& death – such fine stuff by both –
[but man ground it down to dust]
MIKE BELL | 10,000 Poems 