It was in black and white, but I remember it as in color.
Paintings in the past colored by different eyes cast shadow
and light from a divergent angle
with eyes that blurred impression or
sharpened to realism.
The iron-road spiked
on to wooden rails is just
a track some surveyor laid out
and some engineer envisioned.
Claude, Pierre, Paul, and Henri engineered
with oil, and canvas tracks
the joy and suffering the Pullman
car can only carry.