The nude | work in progress

translator:  TiAmo

translated poem: Akt (Amadeo Modigliani) -  jakub mistral
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He has been extending her on painting
like Jesus on cross
naked,in shameless pose
with her head facing downwards

He lenghtened her face,
next got rid of her eyes.
Then he caressed her
with a yellow touches of paintbrush
for as long
as she withered in a decorative frames
of painting

He dimmed the background
for sign of grief

Next day
he gave her up at the boozer
for dinner and bottle of french wine

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07.04.2015,  Arkadio