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"All the rowboats, in the paintings,
They keep trying to row away
And the captains’ worried faces
Stay contorted and staring at the waves.
They’ll keep hanging, in their gold frames,
For forever, forever and a day.
All the rowboats, in the oil paintings,
They keep trying to row away, row away.
Hear them whispering, French and German,
Dutch, Italian and Latin;
When no one’s looking, I touch a sculpture:
Marble, cold, and soft as satin."
All the Rowboats, What We Saw From the Cheap Seats, Regina Spektor