Friday, December 2, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 334: Dress



DRESS

I hang a flared dress on the line
draw the arc of spine as I zip it
pack the artist away again
with each sun washed fold
fingers recalling canvas




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4 comments:

  1. chelateDecember 2, 2016 at 8:36 PM

    Beautiful, Liz!

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  2. Lizz Murphy PoetDecember 2, 2016 at 9:35 PM

    Thanx heaps.

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  3. Béatrice MACHETDecember 2, 2016 at 9:45 PM

    I like this one very much!

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  4. MAXIMEDecember 2, 2016 at 10:35 PM

    I love the felt volume in the dress, its mark making.

    'I hang a flared dress on the line
    draw the arc of spine as I zip it'

    i appreciate the beauty, description and narrative in this poem

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