Tuesday, May 24, 2016

My Lunch Companion


Kate said...

Fantastic place to lunch. This poem is a little long for your blog, but I am going to post it anyway. I love it and it complements your photo today.

The Naked And The Nude by Robert Graves
For me, the naked and the nude
(By lexicographers construed
As synonyms that should express
The same deficiency of dress
Or shelter) stand as wide apart
As love from lies, or truth from art.

Lovers without reproach will gaze
On bodies naked and ablaze;
The Hippocratic eye will see
In nakedness, anatomy;
And naked shines the Goddess when
She mounts her lion among men.

The nude are bold, the nude are sly
To hold each treasonable eye.
While draping by a showman's trick
Their dishabille in rhetoric,
They grin a mock-religious grin
Of scorn at those of naked skin.

The naked, therefore, who compete
Against the nude may know defeat;
Yet when they both together tread
The briary pastures of the dead,
By Gorgons with long whips pursued,
How naked go the sometime nude

Jeanie said...

Not too chatty a companion but very elegant indeed!

William Kendall said...

Quite a sculpture!

Joe said...

What did she have to eat V? Marble cake for desert.

Une femme de Denver, Colorado said...

Funny one, thanks!

Diane in Denver

Virginia said...

Kate, the poem is perfect.

Joe, you always have the perfect comment!

Thank you all!

Jack said...

I'd recognize you anywhere!