/// Jeanette Rubenson posed for this piece.
She’s the wife of the Chief of Police.
And yet colors run riot—
her ensemble’s not quiet.
It appears that she dressed by caprice.
/// As she sits amid plants and crochets,
she displays a bemused, far-off gaze.
Wearing objects of gold,
she rejects Stockholm’s cold.
Not for her, Scandinavian grays.
/// Meanwhile, painter Ernst must deal with fears
which will grow until, in a few years
he begins acting strange
(and his whole style will change)
as a dreaded disease reappears.
/// In his twenties, the artist had not
always taken the care that he ought
to avoid and reject
pleasures which could infect.
It was syphilis which he had caught.
/// As the spirochete poisoned his mind,
Josephson had been briefly confined.
But we ought not suspect
that his “touch” would infect
Mrs. Rubenson; that thought’s unkind.
/// Among the odd manifestations
of the illness were hallucinations
and delusions which spread
through the man’s addled head,
yet they led to artistic creations.
/// Jeanette Rubenson posed for this piece.
She’s the wife of the Chief of Police.
And yet colors run riot—
her ensemble’s not quiet.
It appears that she dressed by caprice.
/// As she sits amid plants and crochets,
she displays a bemused, far-off gaze.
Wearing objects of gold,
she rejects Stockholm’s cold.
Not for her, Scandinavian grays.
/// Meanwhile, painter Ernst must deal with fears
which will grow until, in a few years
he begins acting strange
(and his whole style will change)
as a dreaded disease reappears.
/// In his twenties, the artist had not
always taken the care that he ought
to avoid and reject
pleasures which could infect.
It was syphilis which he had caught.
/// As the spirochete poisoned his mind,
Josephson had been briefly confined.
But we ought not suspect
that his “touch” would infect
Mrs. Rubenson; that thought’s unkind.
/// Among the odd manifestations
of the illness were hallucinations
and delusions which spread
through the man’s addled head,
yet they led to artistic creations.