9.29.2012


her face reflected in the glass exhibit case
topped a green velvet dress 
with a cinched 18" waist, 
so unlike the size 18 frame that
trapped her body 
though not her imagination
and even if only for the briefest moment
she too... was "Gone with the Wind."

dVerse is people watching today, and so was I at the "Gone with the Wind" exhibit at the Museum of History. 

9 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles...i hope she does not measure herself by the difference between the two...perhaps though she sees the beauty in herself...

hey good to see you...feel like its been a while...smiles.

Charity said...

Thanks Brian, it has been a while. My job has seasonal shifts. I try not to let it impact my writing, but sadly it does.

flipside records said...

Who we are on the outside often does not match how we see ourselves on the inside. Very nice. Short poems are my favorites.

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Dana Dampier said...

Sometimes I find myself "Gone With The Wind" myself... only to escape reality for a few short minutes.

Your poems are always awesome!

Claudia said...

oh yeah...nice to dream herself into the scene and the dress for a moment and then move on, accepting herself just as she is...

pandamoniumcat said...

Ah...very nice would love to be Gone with the wind myself.

Charity said...

The movie, the costumes, and exhibit each draw you in...
Dana, your words are so encouraging. Thank you!

Sabio Lantz said...

Your blog image seems like a reflection in a glass exhibit case too. And it is obvious your imagination isn't cinched!

Nice poem - short and incisive.

Anna Montgomery said...

Great capture of a private moment and it says so much about society's definitions of beauty and the role of women in fulfilling them.