A sonnet cycle in production

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Sonnet #10

Pictured being photographed. Graceful twist
Of hips and head for impromptu pose, poised
For perfection parading here amidst
Fallible fools stumbling over exposed
Curbs. Unfrazzled by paparazzi, you
Brush on down the red carpet. I supposed
Your breast hardly heaved, distracted purview
Of a moment’s startling meaninglessness.
Flashing emissions can never subdue
Your glow. Combing camera candidness
For portions of your grace, they find only
what you allow. Their reproductiveness
cannot recreate your ordered lonely
charisma, just replicate wantonly.

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