A world peopled with images,

what else would a painter paint?

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Being’s joinery,

it appears,

serves not

to compartment—

the screens, doors,

mirrors, frames,

space by space,

extending.

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How else might a dwarf wait

near a princess, but by partitions?

Or a retainer

cross a foot

to a dog’s back?

Or decorated Velázquez

deliberate on

royal shadows,

fixed in their place,

looking

as we look?