Picasso’s electrician, seventy-one years old,
has revealed his cache of the master’s paintings,
notebooks, drawings, miscellaneous items
given in exchange for service
keeping the lights on in the late years.
How many hundreds of millions they will fetch
is anyone’s guess, but first the family will fight
to prove old Pablo never would have
so cavalierly spread his treasure to a handyman.
Yet why not, with so much excess creation to spare,
hand some over to the help: a paycheck
that pays in kind, my work for yours, a fair exchange,
true economics of art, more rich than cash.
I like the sound of it: “Picasso’s electrician.”