Iafter Untitled by Ruza Bagaric,1996I br br The nude on canvas br sits by the window looking out, br bathed by the morning sun - br with all her youthful promise br forever preserved br in the luminous interplay of br of delicate Ichiaroscuro.I br br But I wonder if she’ll catch a chill br sitting as she is without a stitch. br br     ICould I fetch you a blanket, dear br     or a piping cup of Earl Grey tea? I br br And just what brings me br to her sunlit room? br Am I her groom or lover, br a devoted patron of the arts br or just a passing stranger br come to borrow Ruza’s eyes. br br So there she sits br with her raven tresses br collected in a tidy bun. br I wonder what she sees out there. br I doubt I’ll ever know.