Judging the Paintings: The Laundress, Greuze
This little laundress is charming, but she's a rascal I wouldn't trust an inch. – Denis Diderot’s response at the Salon of 1761 What they see is what they hope to bed, not the maiden, but the maidenhead: the milliner, the factory girl, laundress, rascals all but ready to acquiesce to gentlemen of taste, to men well-bred. Just so this laundress—fingers chapped and red-- would be a naughty romp for spirited old roués. They fantasize they might possess what they see. Something quickens that lay lately dead between their withering thighs. She lies outspread and pert, this working girl, this sorceress. They rascally remove her cumbrous dress as voyeurs do. Then gleams, without a thread, what they see. Janice D. Soderling Janice D. Soderling has published hundreds of poems, short stories and translations in international journals including Rattle, Literary Bohemian, Rotary Dial, Ghazal Page, Wasafiri. Work is forthcoming at Modern Poetry in Translation and in The Great American Wise Ass Poetry Anthology published by Lamar University Press.
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