I met this poem today and like it, it reminds me of what alot of girls are now and I believe will be later, and it reminds me of how some grown women are today, it's sad in a way, but it seems to mock them as well an I like that.
~Pathedy Of Manners~
At twenty she was brilliant and adored,
Phi Beta Kappa, sought for every dance;
Captured symbolic logic and the glance
Of men whose interest was their sole reward.
She learned the cultured jargon of those bred
To antique crystal and authentic pearls,
Scorned Wagner, praised the Degas dancing girls,
And when she might have thought, conversed instead.
She hung up her diploma, went abroad,
Saw catalogues of domes and tapestry,
Rejected and impoverished marquis,
And learned to tell real Wedgwood from fraud.
Back home her breeding led her to espouse
A bright young man whose pearl cufflinks were real.
They had an ideal marriage, and ideal
But lonely children in and ideal house.
I saw her yesterday at forty-three,
Her children gone, her husband one year dead,
Toying with plots to kill time and re-wed
Illusions of lost opportunity.
But afraid to wonder what she might have known
With all that wealth and mind had offered her,
She shuns conviction, choosing to infer
Tenets of every mind except her own.
A hundered people call, though not one friend,
To parry a hundred doubts with nimble talk.
Her meanings lost in manners, she will walk
Alone in brilliant circles to the end.
by Ellen Kay-1931
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THE MESSAGE OF THAT POEM IS ONE OF MY GREATEST FEARS...TRULY..KHAFI
I can totally relate to that poem. people always say, "you're young and beautiful, you have nothing to worry about." But i do and i wonder if one day, i'll be like her at 43, wrapped up in a loneliness that i crafted over the years, soaking in my bath tub of what-ifs?
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