Le Bateau Is Hanging Upside Down Poem by Kevin Patrick

'Isn't it recondite' said the patron
Who observed the Matisse for inspection
As if he were an expertise General
Protecting culture on his mantel

'Yes it is' I squirmed with breath
Perspiration was in my brain
Hoping to come out with the wisdom
Of knowing what I didn't know

Sensing my every twitching askance
He looked at me with half a scrawl
Dalmatian conceit in his posture
Wagging his lips of disapproval

'Of course you don't understand
I can see it writen in your face
Let me enlighten you to what this means-
This artist is embracing symbolic transformation
Utilizing reductionism for grand complexity
Notice how the azure refracts the duplicate
As the mauve lines are edging simulated movement
This is revolutionary of modern art
We are seeing the principle subject
Disposed of the auxiliary minute
It's mesmerizing what he's done truly
It understandable you don't see it most people don't'

Just as he finished his sermon
Two men in overalls came for the painting
They flipped the painting upside down
And one of than men looked at us and said

'Now it's on the right side'

They walked away and I smiled
My companions face was stoned
He never spoke another word
But I guess most people understand

That the Le Bateau was hanging upside down