Catherine Chandler's Poetry Blog

Friday, January 13, 2012

There were two . . .

sub rosa

There were two: shy “Emilie”, quiet “Ellis”.
One assumed a masculine name to mask it;
one dropped sweets and messages in a basket
                        over the trellis.

Boy or bee, the Belle would take rules and bend them
with her slant on rhythm and rhyme and nectar.
As for Ellis, no one would dare respect her
                        should she offend them

with a tale of blustering heights of passion
written by a maidenly preacher’s daughter.
One despaired of finding an imprimatur,
                                    wearing an ashen

wardrobe,  watching,  stitching her words together.
Dreams of Gondal! Dreams of a secret lover!
Still the skittish poet(ess) runs for cover:
                        birds of a feather

may in mortal fear of the prejudicial,
even now, when tempted to seek admission,
approbation, countenance, recognition,
use the initial.

(by Catherine Chandler. Originally published in Mezzo Cammin, Volume 1, Issue 2, Winter 2006)

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