When at last I bring my
self to sup upon their
symmetry in slender
sections, fanned out
in their shimmering to
sweat in virgin oil
beneath a mist in which
they bleed of balsam
vinegar, I'm not reminded
of the prancing horse in
the Limoges until they're
gone.
Torso Gaddi
Uffizi Gallery
1st Century BC
Patrick Frey
Gonesse
ca 1990
Paddy Mitchell
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