@3Did she put on his knowledge with his power...?@1 W.B. Yeats I stand for approval in my new cashmere cat-fur dress. A woman friend nods a blessing and says, "But the bow at the neck must be softer, like this, so they will know one tug undoes all." I turn to our reflections and recognize the tie of seduction. But there is another kind of dressing - George Sand, licensed by borrowed trousers, opens her stride beyond the hem of her sex. I pull your red turtleneck down my body, heating your male odor from the fabric, which hugs me ribbing to rib. Whether I put on your knowledge with the power of your costume or I realize my knowledge maled in the appearance of your power, the core of my womanhood struts rib to rib in this pullover as I wear it into my scent. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE PLIOCENE SKULL by FRANCIS BRET HARTE OLD BLACK MEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE DEATH-BED by SIEGFRIED SASSOON THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT A BLACKBIRD by WALLACE STEVENS HYMN OF FREEDDOM by MICHAEL JOSEPH BARRY THE PRINCESS by BJORNSTJERNE MARTINIUS BJORNSON IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: GOD IS MY WITNESS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |