Flesh lakes of Hazel's colours br Stretch out in the heat br Colours nibbling all over New Orleans br On curls of ribbons of green and wit br And across the canvases stroked by her daydreams br br No academy's marble centaur br Diverts her from planting on canvas br Her teasing faces that spy on you br "She tosses away her muffins for eagles br "Far from ossified teachers of cramp" br br She needs a canvas from her daydreams br With her recall too giddy for error br Sometimes she tickles upon a canvas br More sounds even than pigment br Her work plans love to erupt br Like a crater of rebels br br She's a child who reversed the rainbow br Sketched through chats with artists br Hazel in teasing oils and water colours br Jests at the wash of her products br Her paint brushes have been feathered br Like Argonaut's oars curving through timebr br John King-Farlowbr br