Girl in a Green Dress

triggered by a conversation with Chris Shaw about Monet's Camille

An autumn fancy, girl in a green dress

rustling shadows of a late afternoon, 

stirs a recollection of another 

skirt, other moment in time, slipping away 

from illicit midday rendezvous. 

If I close my eyes, my mind hints 

I might imagine the ghost she left me 

differently. Perhaps. Unlike 

Monet recalling Camille  

the automatic reflex of colors 

is not a window to reflection, 

opportunity to revisit the moment 

she departed. I watch the girl 

slink into the dark hole of an underground, 

on her way, I imagine, to an illicit midday 

rendezvous with some one. Not me.  

Ken e Bujold

Reviews

[e]

Such nice imagery!! I really enjoyed this poem :)

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks for dropping by Erin, glad you enjoyed the poem

ken

[e]

No problem have a nice day !

[Alla Antsis]

Ken,
Beautiful sketch! Light, romantic, wishful, eternal....

[Ken e Bujold]

Thanks Alla. Yes, a sketch. Wishful, wistful. Reflection of self through the art of Monet. My impression of the impressionist

[jaye river]

lovely imagery, like an impressionist painting

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks for dropping by Jaye

[Chris Shaw]

Your girl in the green dress. Enjoyed immensely Ken and so pleased that our conversation about Monet and his Camille, inspired this beautiful piece. A big thank you for the mention. I too am very fond of Monet’s art.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

thank you chris. Shoutout of course, your lovely poem about Camille and subsequent chat was impetuous to my writing this. While the poem may have existed in me, not sure when it might have been unlocked without that key

ken

[W. Barrett Munn]

I would certainly like to meet this young lady who had your so enamored. What a wonderful slice of time to provide we readers, always in the inimitable Bujold fashion.

Winston

[Ken Simm.]

A poem like an impressionist painting with all the atmosphere.

[FGFRANKLIN]

Poetic impressionism or expressionism is a field which your pen is well suited to, my friend. This was Autumn sultry like a warm afternoon full of color. I enjoyed the read. F.

[Anne Martin]

I like the construction of this, introducing the girl, thinking perhaps about another, then the ghost that haunts his recollection of their rendezvous, Monet's recollections, then back to the girl as she disappears. It has a musical form to it, satisfying and complete. (I'm a musician, btw.)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Love the Monet part...reflex of colors, seeing someone who reminds me of....
Yes, the rendezvous, but not with me.
But imagination can be so strong, can't it?

[Ken e Bujold]

indeed it can be. this whole cloth springs from comments with Chris on her poem about Camille, Monet's painting upon her death. I am partial to his earlier portrait, Lady in the Green Dress, which somehow becomes old dog reverie about illicit rendezvous

[ROSALIND]

Enchanting. Food for thought in this one

[Ken e Bujold]

thank you Rosalind. May I suggest light rose would go well with the poem :)

ken