Picasso
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“To Psychoanalysis” by Kenneth Koch
I took the Lexington Avenue subway To arrive at you in your glory days Of the Nineteen Fifties when we believed That you could solve any problem And I had nothing but disdain For “self-analysis” “group analysis” “Jungian analysis” “Adlerian analysis” the Karen Horney kind All—other than you, pure Freudian type— Despicable and never to…
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Woman Ironing
I watch Picasso work The granite blob of gray-blue Into a void, if I said this out loud He would spit in my mouth and Curse my mother who hasn’t yet been born Her arms are returning, an honest day’s work, I am quiet, Sweat, sweet black eyes, Longing, a gauntness as from a fountain…
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