Friday, October 19, 2007

"The Wedding Dress" - poem by Marcia Cook

Everywhere is white perfection

amid shattered expectations

as women step into bridal shoppes.


A different language floats through the air:

full A-line tulle and lace sweetheart,

learning together, strangers become friends.


One by one, elimination begins as

women plunge head-first into love

lost in fabrics that silence the world.


A swish of tufts and rough hot beads

uncomfortable, heavy. Beautiful.

Princesses emerge from blue-grey curtains


One dress sends shivers, a fluttery feeling.

Fate steps in with goosebumps and butterflies

women beam and giggle with sweaty palms.


This is the one. Laughter becomes tears.

enveloped in their new-found loves, women

smile in the mirror with anticipation.

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