Lesson

*Nude In Landscape*

Lesson

My 
Instructor
Painted
With 
A
Trowel, 
Wearing
An 
Apron 
Of
A
Towel.
Mixed
Colors
With
A
Fervent
Rush,
And
Slathered
It
On
Canvas
With
A 
Two
Inch
Badger
Brush.
I hardly
Knew
What
To 
Make 
Of 
Work 
That
Mimicked
Icing
On
A
Cake.
I painted
Thin, 
My
Figures 
Wore
A
Tinted
Skin,
And 
Challenged
Viewers
To 
Look
In.
His 
Landscapes,
I came
To
See,
Were
Sculpted
And
Edge
Free, 
Booming
Skies
And
Exploding
Trees.
A
Series
Of
Visual
Hesitations,
While 
I was
All
Direct
Confrontation.
I left
That
Class,
And
Years
Have
Passed,
Yet
I remember
Him,
His 
Rainbow
Palette
Crowded
To 
The
Rim, 
His 
Fat 
Brush
Digging
In.