Blue Baby
by David Ackley
A healthy blue, granted,
but the associations were there.
I mean the face of the child she painted
at the head of the stairs
like nothing else in a town
full of likeness.
Barring that, normal--
for a painter of blue babies.
They taught art to children,
none their own
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That last line.
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Like Chagall in his blue period.***
It took me several tries but I think the penny just dropped, along with my stomach. The ending made quite an impression.
This is a good piece. Great way to close.
What Carol said.*
I instantly understood the implications of "blue baby".
(claiming my fave)
Got it.
(Wish I hadn't).
A brief but well-meant thanks to all of you who took the time to read and comment. more anon.
best
David