Bland safety pushes out spicy bold.

From The Spectator, December 8, 2001, page 51.

Jackson Pollock 

by John Andrews

The Bayeux Tapestry, seen from behind, 

Plays square peg to a round-hole mind. 

Random, chaotic, apparent abstraction, 

The brain made dizzy by the eve's reaction. 

From the front it tells a different story, 

The patterns revealed as a construct of glory. 

One work. two views: it's how we look 

That selects the language to translate the book. 

Entropically dripping his reds and his greens 

Mr Pollock doesn't need to ask what it means; 

And to children it all makes perfect sense. 

Inexperience is their recompense. 

Some adults grow blinkers as they grow old; 

Bland safety pushes out spicy bold.