Portrait of a Young Man
After Domenico Ghirlandaio, Portrait of a Young Man, c. 1477-78. Ashmolean Museum, Oxford.
I see your green underpainting shining Like Osiris, fertile but dead
Clopping footsteps pass across the gallery floor But I feel wrapped in olive skin on khaki walls
You stand out from your gallery companions Stark scarlet on icy sapphire sky
I can’t explain your enigmatic pull, Or why Michelangelo’s teacher painted puffy allergy-eyes
You refuse to look back at me Cold charcoal eyes fixed in that timid gaze
You’re not very handsome at all Even if you’re a full-lipped youth
I worry to see men in guarded parley behind your back But you’re performing ‘melancholic’ and don’t seem to notice
I dream of you repeatedly The museum is on fire, and I can only save one
So, I choose you To tenderly wrap beside my bed
When I bolt awake in panic, I check whether you’re still there
Domenico Ghirlandaio, Portrait of a Young Man, c. 1477-78. Ashmolean Museum, Oxford. Image © Ashmolean Museum, University of Oxford.
Aimee Blackledge ©2023
Published in Facing the Fire, 2023.