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Gloves
Posted: 08 October 2008 Word Count: 18 Summary: ...having seen Faye Dunaway on TV recently.... I wonder.. and I worry
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bright smile - smooth cheeks taut against startled eyes glancing
over hands embarrassingly lined veined knobbled
and
old
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V`yonne at 09:02 on 09 October 2008
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Worry about getting old? or the amount of plastic surgery one face can take? or the whitened sepulcre we call celebrity?
Better, beautiful thoughts.
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Tina at 21:26 on 09 October 2008
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Hi Joanie
Did not see the programme you mention but can clearly imagine thanks to your poem.
Gloves is a great title and a great subject - Mslexia had a whole selection of glove poem 2 editions ago - some stunners - like yours!
Thanks
Tina
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FelixBenson at 23:26 on 12 October 2008
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hi Joanie, As Tina said, great title. You capture that uncanny sense of shock at seeing one's own body from the ouside, or forgeting about the aging other can see...A perfectly encapsualted gem!
Kirsty
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DJC at 12:47 on 13 October 2008
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Hi Joanie - get to us all in the end! Nicely structured, as ever.
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Florence at 11:46 on 14 October 2008
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Hi Joanie, - it's cruel but true - the neck and the hands always give a woman's age away, no matter how much plastic surgery she's had. I loved the title, it sums it up perfectly. It's also counterintuitive, as gloves are use to cover our hands, but here they are the only genuine bit remaining and give the game away.
Flo
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ellynelly at 11:02 on 15 October 2008
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The words and the structure (short lines, no caps) of this poem work great...the way you bring us down, down, down to the scary conclusion.
A list poem, in a way.
I really like the startled hands glancing at the hands, and the way you break these two important lines over two verses.
Elly
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