Matisse's green lady love
Staring at all of us
Daring us to object
Her husband's view of her:
Sometimes rosy
More often taciturn
Very frequently jealous
And generally irritated
With having to sit still
Her eyes contain no love
Neither does her frown
She's putting up with his folly
That the rest of us adore
Art
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