Poetry Friday; Mirrors – Isobel Thrilling

I love the imagery of the poem – the sense of beauty and expectation that can happen just from the dresses in your wardrobe!



An aviary of dresses

alive with silk

roosts on

the rail of your wardrobe.


Each day you disturb

the flock

shake out a flight

of fabrics.


It’s your own rainforest,

mimic plumage

from shops,

your several selves,

crimson, macaw, blue-foot

booby, albatross


looping the world


Isobel Thrilling


I am a major dress-aholic and I love the idea of wearing a colourful dress is like wearing a plumage of a bird and how it would change you and your personality



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