Expat Painter in Prague (ROUND 2)

Let’s workshop this poem about a painter who becomes so captivated by a sidewalk subject that he cannot help but disobey his usual clinical approach (and, as the mace hints, even the laws of the land)

Sep 14, 2024

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Expat Painter in Prague 

He took her without consent,
giggling below his balcony—
but unlike with other girls

in that café seat, his oil strokes
(palpating lost unclinicality)
proved too feral to siphon 

details from new sitters (even
a pink fob of mace, electric
against weathered cobble).

Expat Painter in Prague (ROUND 2)

Let’s workshop this poem about a painter who becomes so captivated by a sidewalk subject that he cannot help but disobey his usual clinical approach (and, as the mace hints, even the laws of the land)

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