- A persona poem/woman in luncheon of the boating party by renoir
I am playing with my dog
In
His painting
You think you know me
Because you know him
But
I am indifferent to him
And to you
For me it is the day
The dog
And none of these at my table
Who could know how I feel
My husband ignores me
To talk with a young woman we just met
The painter, he takes it all in
With a quick sketch and a splash of
Color,
Most people will say,
What a lovely dog she has
How many of them will notice
I wonder that only the dog
Has compassion for my broken heart.