I am a slave to the nudity of women.
I do not know with what resolve
I could stand against it, a naked woman
Asking of me anything.
An unclothed woman is sometimes other things.
I see her in a dish of green pears.
From "Teodoro Luna Confesses..." by Alberto Ríos. The complete poem is here.
Das Bad, Sommerabend, Félix Vallotton, 1892
What a poem and what a fitting painting...simply beautiful.
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lillie
Hello, Lillie--I do love that painting. I want to live in it.
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