Sunday, November 15, 2009

Even since I was able to get BBC 4 on my computer I have not felt so bereft of English media.
I am afraid NPR pales in comparison. I love the daily program Woman's hour it is not what you think it is, some house wifey program, no it is full of amazing interviews and funny thoughts.
One came up today about the dressing table how it is on the way back into fashion. That brought memories of our exploits to mum's dressing table where we discovered mystery.


The Dressing Table...


went out of vogue with

with Germaine Greer’s bra.

Remember those sibling expeditions

in the silence of the house we explored

love letters from the middle drawer

and stand up hair extremes.

Spray that missed our childish curls

and set solid over the looking glass,

pink powder in it’s own snapping box and

unknown initials

proof of her once dodgy existence.

Lip sticks with flamboyant titles

flattened to the shape of her interior kiss.

In teenage years this was

the final evaluation to perfect

profile in three dimension,

and consider how sexy the nap of the neck.

The dressing table is back

reclaimed by a consciously

embodied feminine.

She sits before herself

in benevolent light,

illuminating the artistry of her face.

Day by day her cheekbones sculptured by

the settling in of mood mostly about love

and her complicated and sacred journey



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