So, she paints her face white
Looks deep in the mirror
To see if there is
anything there
"Am I worthy?"
"I am afraid."
She blesses herself
To prove she is clean
Then drinks back the wine
and takes the bread
She finally admits
who she is
A mystery
Looks deep in the mirror
To see if there is
anything there
"Am I worthy?"
"I am afraid."
She blesses herself
To prove she is clean
Then drinks back the wine
and takes the bread
She finally admits
who she is
A mystery
Nice poem Janet. Is it about a geisha?
ReplyDeleteLovely words and images. Yes I like this very much.
ReplyDeleteMelanie
Thank you Marc and Melanie. To answer your question Marc, I will paraphrase Ezra Pound; the meaning of this poem is between God and myself, and I have forgotten.
ReplyDeleteI really like to hear how readers interpret my words though - much appreciated.
Lovely words...
ReplyDeleteThis would be my favorite. Thanks you Janet.
ReplyDeleteMy favourite.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem and a great ending, good luck with all your work :) xx