Days she’s a translucent idea
©RedCat
Displaying the required galleria
Stuck in this confined woman form
Laced tight in society’s norms
As the fire turns to embers
The quiet girl no one remembers
Cosy up in the inglenook
To write forbidden poems in her book
Written for tonight’s dVerse prompt Quadrille #118: In the Inglenook. A lovely word, I seldom get to use. And a thing I always wish my house would have.
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My favorite line is ‘laced tight in society’s norms’. And I also love ‘forbidden poems’- wonderful!
So enjoyed this! Love your portrayal of ‘the quiet girl’.
Love this especially; “Laced tight in society’s norms as the fire turns to embers.” You have created an unforgettable character! 💝
Fine work! Our house has two (2 !!) inglenooks. Mine’s called Sandra. She calls hers Ron… Go figure. Neither one of them is very quiet, though.
I so love the image you chose to accompany your fine poem …. can you imagine wearing one of these?
I could feel the repression in this and then those forbidden poems come out in the end – a fun read! 🍷
I bet she is glad at the end of the day when she can relax unlaced from society. I can’t imagine wearing one of those.
What a great antidote to society’s norms: writing forbidden poetry by the inglenook!
I love the way you hark back to bygone days in this poem. That would have been me, corset loosened, cosy in the inglenook, writing forbidden poems. 😊
A very feminine take! This is lovely.
-David
Something similar came with my mother’s wedding dress, which I also wore…could barely breathe!
Perfect… to be free alone in her nook. Poetry is a liberator.
Oh! I really love this. I imagine there have been so many of those girls throughout history.