On a revered canvas
You find the incumbent perfection
Of God’s clay, blurring to the brushstrokes,
To unveil – voila – the trademark
Expression of ambivalence, of two worlds,
Notoriety and cynosure, woman if not man,
Original and replica, De Vinci and Duchamp,
Renaissance and Dada.
The most commonplace piece of art
Of a supposed woman – of the Sforza clan – practicing
The mother of all freedoms man has ever known,
And had practiced – though somewhat insensibly –
Since the dawn of mankind.