When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off her clothes
Eyes like wild chicory flowers
…I studied the bottom of my cup, then I furtively glanced up at Claudine who happened to be looking at me and who murmured very low to her husband, as if she were talking to herself:
“What marvelous eyes Annie’s got, hasn’t she, Renaud dear? Wild chicory flowers, growing out of brown sand…”
“Yes,” agreed Renoud, and added: “When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off her clothes.”
All four stared at me with a far-away expression. I suffered agonies of shame, coupled with agonies of appalling pleasure, as if my dress had suddenly dropped off.
Marthe was the first to pull herself together and change the conversation.
by Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette
(28 January 1873 – 3 August 1954)
from Claudine and Annie
image – Hot Flashes
January 28th, 2010 at 12:27 pm
Goodness – the verbal imagery is breathtaking
January 28th, 2010 at 10:23 pm
She was a phenomenon. I’d love to know more about her.