The Return of Poetry Friday
from Girl Without Hands by Margaret Atwood
Then there's the girl, in the white dress,
meaning purity, or the failure
to be any colour. She has no hands, it's true.
The scream that happened to the air
when they were taken off
surrounds her now like an aureole
of hot sand, of no sound.
Everything has bled out of her.
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(Read more about "The Armless Maiden" here)
Last, but not least: (Read about Poetry Friday here)
Then there's the girl, in the white dress,
meaning purity, or the failure
to be any colour. She has no hands, it's true.
The scream that happened to the air
when they were taken off
surrounds her now like an aureole
of hot sand, of no sound.
Everything has bled out of her.
(Read the entire poem here)
(Read more about "The Armless Maiden" here)
Last, but not least: (Read about Poetry Friday here)