Oils on 40 x 50 cm stretched canvas (web store).
“The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat”
After Oliver Sacks’s book by the same name.
was perfectly fine. It was she
who wore her brain on her brim,
multicolor thought waves swirling out
like bonnet ribbons around a May pole
like unfurling flags in strong winds
and like sweaters unraveling before kittens,
the cloth becoming yarn before their flickering eyes,
the cats mistaken for mittens by surprise.
