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!

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Mirrors

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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