Grant Wood, American
Well, This Was Awkward, Thought Morty. What’s the Penalty For Grazing Arnold Palmer’s Junk on Your Backswing?, 1940
Oil on board
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Two people talking, one bolder than the other:
/// “What’s that painting? I think that it’s good.”
The American Golfer, a Wood.
“No, I think that you’re wrong.
Woods have shafts which are long.
It’s an iron.” You’ve misunderstood.
/// Golfers usually dress for the sport.
(Is he at some “suits-only” resort?)
Years from now, on the stump,
he’ll be scoffed at by Trump
for his neckties and manhood— too short.
/// This poor man, a good golfer, would cower
if with Palmer he happened to shower.
Trump says people would stare
and with laughter compare.
He claims extra-long neckties show “power.”
/// It’s said Palmer’s the biggest of all.
“Well endowed” beyond men you recall,
who, one time on the links,
(after several drinks),
stripped and clubless still putted his ball.
/// We don’t know this guy’s name; he’s long dead.
From this painting his fame never spread.
People now often snub
how he handled that club.
Should have held a large pitchfork instead!