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Like a Geisha
by Julianza (Julie) Kim Shavin
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
Photo by friend. Photo-shopped out some flaws. If we could photo-shop other parts of the self with such ease............

     Like a Geisha

   Hope is the thing with feathers.

       -- Emily Dickinson

You do not fathom my heedfulness,

how I let go daily,

how my hope is the thing

with broken wings.

I make good geisha,

trying best to entertain,

to work, and only.

It is essential, this travail.

Your words cradle me.

I drift, awake.

Infant, I willl not dream of growing up.

Julianza K. Shavin 2009

julianza, Inkling

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