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Friday, 23 October 2015

PUPATION

You bought me a red dress
a decade-and-a-half ago in the January sales.

In the bedroom behind white wardrobe doors,
it hangs like a sun-drying tomato.

New still in theory, it smells of the perfume
I wore when I tried it on - and years of various moth repellents.

On a hanger, suspended in the darkness,
red frills have come to accept the role of servants-in-waiting,

but unadjusted shoulder straps envy their older neighbours
who have taken on the dimensions of human form.

When red silk finally is worn, eyes and fingers bestow
the attention so avidly craved, and younger dresses

learn that newness and fashion are irrelevant, long before they're worn.
"I love that retro dress! Is it new?"..."Yes," I reply, "it is."
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40 comments:

  1. Gloria Baker23 October 2015 at 16:04

    Omy ! Really touched dear Ygraine !
    Send you a lot of love my dear friend !

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:02

      Oh thank you, my dear friend!
      Hope you are having a great weekend.:)

      Sending much Love & Hugs your way too! xoxoxo

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  2. Geraldine 23 October 2015 at 19:09

    Oh, I can SO relate to this poem Ygraine, I have a "frock"or two that fits the category. Yes, they are new too. ;-) Great job! Have a wonderful weekend, G

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:06

      Haha...seems it must be a "girl thing!" ;)
      Thank you so much, my friend.
      Wishing you a fabulous weekend too...:)) xoxoxo

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  3. Anthony Duce23 October 2015 at 20:24

    Enjoyed the story in this if not a similar experience to relate☺

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:08

      Many thanks, Anthony...and so glad you enjoyed! :))

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  4. Blogoratti23 October 2015 at 20:32

    Hear hear. The old becomes new again. Great piece, well done.

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:09

      Thank you so much, "B"...that is very much appreciated! :))

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  5. Geo.23 October 2015 at 22:59

    I sure like how this poem starts a little sad and soars into the imagery of hope and fun.

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:13

      Funny you should say that, Geo...I began writing about the dress, then by the end I found myself thinking AS the dress...crazy or what?!
      Guess some poems are just like that!
      Many thanks.:))

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  6. Linda24 October 2015 at 04:57

    I agree with Geo's comment, Ygraine! Thank you so much for sharing your talent!

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  7. Linda24 October 2015 at 04:57

    I agree with Geo's comment, Ygraine! Thank you so much for sharing your talent!

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:15

      ...and thank YOU for making that sharing so worthwhile, my dear friend!
      Big Hugs xoxoxo

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  8. ^.^24 October 2015 at 09:57

    Retro look is in right now ... so glad ... I can find my bellbottoms in stores again ... and the patchouli smell ... smiles ... Love, cat.

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:17

      Ha...yes...I wore my bellbottoms just the other day (and I've had those for many years too! lol)
      Many thanks, Cat! :))

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    2. Geraldine 26 October 2015 at 01:08

      Alrighta, bellbottoms, weren't (make that aren't) they just the grooviest!!! ;-) This comment made me smile, I don't have any bellbottoms now but I sure did years ago.

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    3. Ygraine27 October 2015 at 15:18

      Ha...couldn't bear to part with mine. So kept them in the wardrobe (as I am prone to do ;) ) then re-discovered them with great delight!! lol

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  9. JFM24 October 2015 at 16:00

    This is wonderful, dear Ygraine...but then your writings always are.
    I smiled when I read this line...
    "In the bedroom behind white wardrobe doors,
    it hangs like a sun-drying tomato."
    Love it :))

    Hugs & Love
    xoxoxo

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:21

      Oh thank you so much, my dear friend!
      Your kind comments always leave me feeling incredibly uplifted.:)

      I am reading your posts, but can't find a comment box :/...still, I'm sure you know how much I enjoy them...I always have.:))

      Much Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  10. sandy24 October 2015 at 17:21

    so true - this retro poem of yours and i love how everything old is new again. I just wished I never had given away my IBM selectric typewriters...I miss them and would love to type again and feel the experience of putting a page in the typewriter and have a finished product right off the press without having to print it out. Love your poetry.

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:25

      Gosh...yes...those were the days, weren't they?!
      I remember typing an entire novel on my old typewriter - no mean task for the inexperienced typist I was then...you wouldn't believe how many mistakes I had to correct! ;)
      Many thanks, my dear friend! :))

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    2. sandy27 October 2015 at 18:52

      wow, you wrote a novel! DIdn't know that - maybe u have mentioned it somewhere on your blog. Well I hope it was an electric and not a manual I could never have worked on those. I shutter to think the mistakes I must have made on medical records (I was a transcriptionist for doctors) way back when...because now I write something and it almost always has typos if I'm not really typing carefully. ugh...

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    3. Ygraine29 October 2015 at 14:19

      Afraid it was a manual...hence the problems with all those typos!
      Maybe that's partly why I have collected so many rejection slips over the years! lol

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  11. Onomiroro Dono Okeh24 October 2015 at 18:01

    Aww! The old sure becomes new and newer than what's new when tended to :).

    Hope you're having a great weekend?
    xoxo

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:29

      My thoughts exactly! New can be enticing...but old is known and safer...*smiles*

      Yes, thank you, my weekend has been pleasantly quiet for a change.:)
      Do hope yours is good too!
      A Hug xoxoxo

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  12. A Cuban In London24 October 2015 at 20:52

    I love your response. Why not? :-)

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Ygraine25 October 2015 at 14:30

      Haha...so glad you enjoyed...and thank you! :)

      Sunny weekend greetings...:))

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  13. Magyar26 October 2015 at 01:14

    time warp
    still in this closet cocoon
    eyes changed

    __Thoughts too can bend with time. Nifty, "Y" ! _m

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    1. Ygraine27 October 2015 at 14:34

      And don't they just, Doug!
      When I first owned it I wasn't all that keen on it...yet now it is one of my favourites! Guess I must be a true "retro girl"...lol

      Brilliant Haiku, as ever, Doug. *smiles*

      Many thanks. :))

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  14. Boris Estebitan28 October 2015 at 04:17

    Lo retro es lo mejor :)

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  15. Ygraine29 October 2015 at 13:41

    I agree, Boris! :)
    Many thanks.

    Hope you are having a great week! :))

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  16. Magyar29 October 2015 at 16:48

    __Thanks for most your recent comment "Y", Smiles_!

    take with your eyes
    give through your pen
    reflections.
    _m

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    1. Ygraine31 October 2015 at 13:53

      You are more than welcome, Doug! :)

      Oh such brilliant Haiku...I love it's flowing movement: sights...transforming gracefully into thought-form...then flowing through pen...
      Incredibly evocative!

      Thank you so much...:))

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  17. Existe Sempre Um Lugar30 October 2015 at 11:57

    Boa tarde, seu poema é magico, imaginei o vestido vermelho transformado em novo, tudo muda tudo se transforma.
    AG

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    1. Ygraine31 October 2015 at 13:56

      So true, AG...everything in life continually in flux...
      Many thanks, my friend.:))

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  18. Victoria30 October 2015 at 16:05

    Hi Ygraine...wow, so beautiful..this poem warmed my heart, i feel mesmerized by this gorgeous red dress now. How I loved the title too..and connecting with the backstory of this poem..feels romantic..I love how it still smells like perfume..and the line..suspended in darkness..quite a vision! It is amazing how an outfit can create a nostalgic feeling and carry emotion/experiences/memories...very powerful! Loved it!
    Shine on...
    I feel like wearing something red now!! Thanks for inspiring your magic!!

    Namaste kindred sister..wishing you magical rest of October..and Blessings to you during this sacred time.
    Victoria

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    1. Ygraine31 October 2015 at 14:04

      Dearest Kindred...thank you from the depths of my heart.
      Oh wow...you have brought to my simple little poem a depth I had never imagined it could possess.
      Oh yes, please do were something red for Halloween. You are so beautiful...and red would really suit you.:)

      Sending you Fondest Blessings and Lots of Hugs xoxoxo

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  19. Magic Love Crow1 November 2015 at 16:04

    I enjoyed this so much!!!! Hugs ;o)

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    1. Ygraine15 November 2015 at 10:39

      Thank you, Sweetie...so much!!

      Big Hugs xoxoxo

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