- Non-Erotic Poetry
- It's not what you think
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This morning, I was surprised
by two dress shirts in my closet.
Convenience, not commitment
Still, they are perfect--
White cotton with a fine stripe
french cuffs unfolded, ironed, starched
seams to stretch over shoulders, a warm torso
yoke to snap across a broad back
hems perfectly aligned
to tuck into
which slacks, what kind of belt
I wonder?
I remember the awful fascination
of cleaning out a different closet
100 Brooks Brothers oxford cloth shirts,
size 16 1/2
some with frayed collars, others never worn.
We took them off the hangers
And stuffed them into black Ziploc bags
So we could all begin to forget
T-shirts are different.
Women can wear those easily
And with time, they become ours.
But men's dress shirts?
We just do not fill them out
in the same way.
Touching them, I realize
it has been much too long
since I shared a closet.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneabout 11 years agoBaby you can share my closet
too bad Queen is gone
on a serious note, nice end.
yeh. I fived
Angelineabout 11 years agoclothes with enough structure to make the poem a lot more than a look into the closet. I especially like the 3rd and 4th strophes as they offer a clue to what the poem is really about to me: loss, emptiness and how to make life fit again. Really well written--the theme is accessible without hitting the reader over the head. Your writing reminds me a lot of another poet who used to write here, also very gifted with words. :-)
SweetOblivionabout 11 years agothough female cross dressers and executives may disagree with your sentiments. S.O.
