Tessa, So This Is An Impressionist Poem


Edgar Degas, Breakfast after the Bath II

I’m no ascetic. The sun pouring in
as she stepped out of the bath
and the servant girl brought coffee
in a cup. She towelled her hair
vigorously, one thigh leaning against
the edge of the tub.

She cut a mythic figure like a nude
lass a painter would’ve painted.
Bent awkwardly now. Towel having
been flung to floor, covering rug.
Stepped on to dry her soles,
a perfect state of undress.


Prompt: Impressionism is “a style or movement in painting originating in France in the 1860s, characterized by a concern with depicting the visual impression of the moment, especially in terms of the shifting effect of light and colour.” In terms of literary style, it “seeks to capture a feeling or experience rather than to achieve accurate depiction.” So would you like to have a go at doing an impressionistic poem? You can do one of this painting or any other you like.


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