Whitney Jones Olson
Your Fine Charms - Poem by Whitney Jones Olson
Maple Marble your fine overtones,
like Marshall Fields in Chicago
where you wrote an essay of political analogy,
and became The Pro,
while befriending portraits;
coming into your charms.
like Bloomingdale's in New York
where you took your children,
and were a child,
with a gentle family;
shaping your becoming.
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