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The Braid
March 8, 2006
Why do you resist me?
the man asks. The woman braids
her hair.
He touches her shoulder,
the small of her back. It’s good
for you
to trust me, he says.
The woman frowns at her
reflection.
Slowly she unweaves
the braid, lifts her hair,
begins again.
Written by SB of Watermark.
Categories: Lies and Hiding
SB
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This poem packs a lot of intensity within such a small number of lines. Awesome. Thank you.
I like the way
the lines are braided
three strands each
Great poem! Shades of Penelope. So good to see you here, SB.
Thank you, all. And thank you, Dave, for the push. Or the pull.
Yes, perhaps it was a pull …
Haunting poem, reminding me of hiding first from myself, then from my partner.
This is gorgeous.
Wonderful.
This poem hides as much as it reveals–and makes us embrace the mystery.
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