Monday, October 7, 2013
They removed her from the front window
and placed her in storage.
She breathes in a corner -- cold
clutching her oyster-silk gown
as if she were guarding
the vintage soul of Balmain.
An evening stole
fallen under her bench
reveals its ripped lining, the fur
unable to warm or console.
Intimidated by track lightning,
she looks down. Her bracelet clinks
like ice in a cocktail glass. The knell
The haunting and intense image is by French artist, Marie-France Riviere. More of
her lovely and provocative work can be found at her on-ling blogsite