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Her lower jaw
(a class three, my dentist father
would have termed it)
jutted forward pugnaciously.
He hair hung limp,
pinned at the side.
Her body hunched crab-like
(probably osteoporosis) .
She wore cream blouses,
stout shoes
and a cardigan
when it was cold.
She adored Mr. Cuthbertson
(head of radio drama)
with the fierce passion
of a lonely spinster.
She fussed over his tea,
typed his memos lovingly.
Her Christian name was Aimee.
Sad really.
At her retirement party
Mr Cuthbertson pecked her on the cheek.
She blushed hotly
and happily.
Alison Cassidy
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Thursday, July 12, 2007 |
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Sunday, March 20, 2011 |
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Comments about this poem (Miss Jones
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Ivor Hogg (8/4/2007 1:11:00 AM)
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fine observation of an acidulated spinster but gently treated ivor
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Duncan Wyllie (7/26/2007 4:45:00 PM)
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There is something so wholesome about this piece, I can't quite place it but it shows dignity and a soft reflection, Thankyou Alison
Love duncan X
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Francesca Johnson (7/18/2007 3:26:00 PM)
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The title caught my attention - aha.. a people poem. And yes, what a poem! Both Tara and Jim have already said that everyone knows a 'Miss Jones' and we do. You are quite the artist, Allie. Who needs a brush when you can paint such vivid pictures with words? I could see her as if she were in front of me... A sad life perhaps but the peck on the cheek gave her a moment of happiness. Some people have to make do with that..... Great writing, as always.
Love, Fran xxx
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Tara very irritated with PH injustice (7/18/2007 1:11:00 AM)
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Oh Allie this is wonderful! One of your trademarks - showing us a complete character by virtue of snapshots ending with a telling punch. Perhaps we all know a Miss Jones - that, and/or your masterful style here, is why your reader will relate. t x
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Sandra Fowler (7/15/2007 12:25:00 PM)
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Your 'Miss Jones' is sad, touching, but somehow very endearing. In her mind, perhaps, that peck on the cheek rewarded her for her selflessness.She deserved better. Excellent write, Alison.
As always,
Sandra
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Not a member No 4 (7/14/2007 5:17:00 PM)
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Jeez Allie, your final stanza nailed this one. You framed the whole thing perfectly for that tragic ending - and yet, in the great summing up of her life might she have seen that peck on the cheek - and all that attention to Mr Cutherbertson too I suppose - as validation of her life. You caught a certain type and type of life here (for we all know a 'MIss Jones') to perfection, and yes from our point of view it certainly looks very sad indeed. High quality psychological writing. xx jim
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Jerry Hughes (7/12/2007 2:36:00 AM)
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Have a care Allie, this is my mother you've written about...
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