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RIEN NE PESE TANT QUE UN SECRET

asleep she

looks like a photograph

of her self

 

her expression

the weather of her face

evaporates

 

lipstick smudges her pillow

a false eyelash

flutters to the floor

 

she sleeps like a statue

as if centuries

mean nothing to her

 

an awed moon

gazes in upon

her dreaming

 

a silk lilac *******

like a little animal

caught crawling across the carpet

 

a rather fetching

matching bra

dangles from a candlestick

 

impossibly high stilettos

stand still

pretending to be an art installation

 

a silk stocking

hangs

from a doorknob

 

a new millennium

enters the room

a clock ticks loudly

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Written by
donall-dempsey
Published
May 22, 2015
Lines·Words
30·98
Notes

Rien ne pese tant que un secret.

[Nothing weighs more than a secret.] ~ La Fontaine

Rien ne pese tant que un secret. [Nothing weighs more than a secret.] ~ La Fontaine

The secret being that she has conceived...only her body knows this secret and keeps it so for a while! When she counts backwards she realises that this was the night of nights. The poem doesn't let on either except for its title! The poem only observes and doesn't comment...just sees her and the state of the room for what it is...the new millennium cometh and makes her a lady in waiting.

The poem insists on keeping its mystery....it is not necessary for it to give it up! The explanation lives amongst the backstory with the little afterglow of knowing if one wants a little more insight into what was going on....although one does not have to know that!

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