All the lines just so
No one’s visage akimbo
How then to hide in plane site?
With pillar and shoulder as shield
You drink with a wary expression
Your shield is serving twin purposes
For while you hide in plane site
The glassed one can see
All your lines just so
Your visage definitely akimbo
You do not fit
Lunch, George Tooker, 1964, Columbus Museum of Art
This poem and post inspired and linked to http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2011/12/mag-94.html
Again I find my self thanking Christopher for opening avenues unexplored by me!