But I smile and pose with ruddy
young step-mothers, far younger than me.
All of whom my Father loves more than me.
Oh lovely, long-necked does with dreamy eyes!
I’m from the kitchen. I stir my dope sauce
with my broke-ass stirrer. Can you surprise
me with the next version of me? Da boss?
Won’t you please say, Imagine it’s you on
stage, all sass and weight-loss, accepting
Le big award! Won’t you show me, young one?
Don’t know why but I’ve been writing and editing pieces of work and my head has suddenly filled with an image poem. Something I saw. Something I loved. Something I took a photograph so I can go back there any time. Vancouver, Coal Harbor, on a crystalline January evening. And wanting to share my joy in that image I created a dress and a skirt on redbubble from my memories. Holler if you like them! http://www.redbubble.com/people/gayatris2/works/43709304-blue-yonder?p=a-line-dress&asc=u
One Planet, Only One 