The picture that inspired the poem

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“Why do you look so sombre
in that photograph?” I ask her.
“You were eighteen?”
“Younger.”
“Maybe seventeen?”

But I am off in my own
thoughts on her
before we met:
such pale, smooth, skin;
and the line of her prim,
pretty mouth, as if ready
for some grim,
ancestral, feminine trap
that waits for girls.

But not all tight and trim.
Her dark hair
caresses her face
with free, rococo curls.

And something in her look
says: please break me
out of this frame
and take me home.

(Julian O’Dea)

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5 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on April 17, 2017 at 7:51 am

    Not that it has anything to do with her, but I would look like that if someone took away my pastry.

    Reply

    • Posted by Julian O'Dea on April 17, 2017 at 7:55 am

      It’s my wife before I met her. She was about seventeen. I think she was trying to look the part for the photo, which was one of those ones where people dress up in old-timey clothes.

      Reply

      • Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on April 17, 2017 at 8:09 am

        I should be careful in how I say this. From seeing the picture, it does say to break her out of the frame and take her home, where, I presume, you have pastry.

      • Posted by Julian O'Dea on April 17, 2017 at 8:11 am

        Oh yes, I took her home and gave her plenty of pastry.

      • Posted by fuzziewuzziebear on April 17, 2017 at 9:38 am

        Good, That would make a girl bear very happy.

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