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CHIFFON VELOURS by MINA LOY

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First Line: SHE IS SERE
Last Line: A YARD OF CHIFFON VELOURS
She is sere.


Her features,
verging on a shriek
reviling age,


Flee from death in odd directions
somehow retained by a web of wrinkles.


The site of vanished breasts
is marked by a safety-pin.


Rigid
at rest against the corner-stone
of a department store.


Hers alone to model
the last creation,


Original design
of destitution.


Clothed in memorial scraps
skimpy even for a skeleton.


Trimmed with one sudden burst
of flowery cotton
half her black skirt
glows as a soiled mirror;
reflects the gutter -
a yard of chiffon velours.






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