Many years ago I learned
about draughter's painters
who needed outlines
and painter's painters,
who merged colours.
It was good I appreciated both styles.
I am losing definitions
and inhabit a Titian garden.
As luck would have it
my memory requires words
to reconstruct an image.
When I now look at my walnut tree
it is composed of contours and colour
and long years of memory.
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