The Cold Tap Sings

the p-word

Tag: Cheeks

TWO LINES FOR A POEM ABOUT BEAUTY

A fragment jotted down as the trigger for a future poem is somehow complete in its incompleteness.

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‘Two Lines for a Poem About Beauty’

But are you blushing because you love me
Or because you brushed your cheeks with make-up?

HER

I’ve just stumbled across these lines in one of my notebooks. They were written last month about a beautiful stranger I sat opposite on the train.

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‘Her’

What tools, what techniques,
What words would do justice
To the curve of her jaw?
Which phrases portray
The glow of her cheeks?
Everything about her is so vivid.

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Unfortunately I didn’t have time to write a fair copy and slip it in her coat pocket.