Leslie Philibert

Veteran Poet - 1,312 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

Steffie Looks Down The Corridor - Poem by Leslie Philibert

With ice hair
standing still, your head turned,
you are viewed down, reduced

to make you faceless,
curved as a dolphin,
Cressida under neon

watching you watching.
A broken wheel between
two spaces, hanging on

strings. Your eyes are
off the moment;
quiet as Vermeer;

posed at an empty door,
nothing moves.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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