“Young Girl on a Bench”

Edouard Manet, 1880

Will he paint my face like he painted my auntie’s, bright as a summer platter, eyes like shoe buttons, and all the colours loose, shimmering, as if the world were a river? The breeze is, at last, empty of winter’s bite. I’m wearing my favourite blue-green dress, more sea than Seine. He spreads my loose […]

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