9 October, 2005
You say she wore a blue dress,
and that she was always stylishly turned out,
but I know she wore it two seasons only.
The picture fixes her;
it fastens her to time, spreading her image to fill all space.
She is not the child, not the woman, not the old mother,

but the woman in the blue dress,
the woman in the blue dress with her hand against the sun.
Still and fixed, you are the mythmaker,
and she is stripped of all else.
She is a photograph, she is a period piece, she is a place.
She is the dilated pupil before a point of light,
and no one can find her.

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3 comments:

Blogger sharonb

very nice work  

Blogger wendylou who?

great last line. love the image fastened to time, the mythmaker, stripped of all else. good work.  

Blogger twitches

"She is the dilated pupil before a point of light,
and no one can find her."

Great ending.

And I can't read of a blue dress without thinking Monica Lewinsky, so I kept reading that situation into these lines. It sorta fits - "you are the mythmaker" in particular, but then again, it sorta doesn't.  



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