A Professional Beauty (Madame X) It was the strap that aroused ire, not a sartorial slippage, but a moral one. Sargent fixed it and kept you in his studio an artist scalded by bad reviews. He could stand before you sighing, admiring the curve of your right arm, lithe as the neck of a swan. He could sink into the depths of your dress, tease the fine chestnut curls at your neck, admire your white skin, pearl-soft as inner conch. You were his, at least on canvas. Like Sargent, I stand before you, transfixed by your sharp nose, sharp enough to scent out social opportunity. Sargent set your pose, which seems to refuse the viewer, offering no more than the sight of you. That might be enough, but I see a professional beauty leaning back, one swift glance over her shoulder before she lifts the inky skirts gathered in her sinister hand. Karen G. Berry Karen G. Berry lives in Portland, Oregon, and works as a professional copywriter. She is interested in micro-societies, the strange and secret lives of children, and the heroic nature of everyday living. Karen's poetry has been published by Rust & Moth, Parks & Points, The Gilded Weathervane, Hot Pot Magazine, Subprimal, Panorama, Ekphrastic Review, and many other journals and anthologies, online and in print.
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March 2025
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