Woman in Blue 2, (Jean-) Edouard Vuillard
I know a person of talent
Whose skill is not of detachment.
She sees the room through her own lens
And vision else cannot dispense.
Recalling the moment’s value—
Think of Vuillard’s woman in blue—
Mind and body interior
Calm and strong, and generous, sure.
My friend’s bright, light, generous frame
Pronounces her unhurried name.
Le Bon Bock, Edouard Manet
What solemn aspect all suspect
Would cheer at catching kindred eye?
I fancied myself in the gaze
Of Manet’s man drinking good beer.
But now see someone different
(Shown from the shoulders up at least),
One who needs not a company
For thought, tobacco, and true rest,
But knows their value and increase
To count himself as truly blessed
In longer silence at the desk
Or louder table resonance.
By Luke Mitchell
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