Robert Charles Howard - Nude Seated by the Window

<I>after Untitled by Ruza Bagaric,1996</I>

The nude on canvas
sits by the window looking out,
bathed by the morning sun -
with all her youthful promise
forever preserved
in the luminous interplay of
of delicate <I>chiaroscuro.</I>

But I wonder if she’ll catch a chill
sitting as she is without a stitch.

    <I>Could I fetch you a blanket, dear
    or a piping cup of Earl Grey tea? </I>

And just what brings me
to her sunlit room?
Am I her groom or lover,
a devoted patron of the arts
or just a passing stranger
come to borrow Ruza’s eyes.

So there she sits
with her raven tresses
collected in a tidy bun.
I wonder what she sees out there.
I doubt I’ll ever know.

<I>December, 2008</I>

Robert Charles Howard

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nude-seated-by-the-window/