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Alicia Ostriker
Matisse, Too
Matisse, too, when the fingers ceased to work, Worked larger and bolder, his primary colors celebrating The weddings of innocence and glory, innocence and glory
Monet when the cataracts blanketed his eyes Painted swirls of rage, and when his sight recovered Painted water lilies, Picasso claimed
I do not seek, I find, and stuck to that story About himself, and made that story stick. Damn the fathers. We are talking about defiance.
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