Sidi J. Mahtrow
Sidi J. Mahtrow Poems
|481.||A Rare Bit By L. Frank Baum||11/5/2010|
|482.||Nose Picking Nerds||6/17/2011|
|483.||William Blake's Poison Tree||1/23/2011|
|484.||Ode To A Pencil||2/24/2005|
|486.||A Mullet Is Not A Fish? ?||4/19/2006|
Comments about Sidi J. Mahtrow
Why doesn't a woman wear a hat?
On the wall, closet or shelf
A man has hats to please himself.
And on the occasion make a statement.
His hat, a personal embellishment.
But a lady, woman, girl or princess
Never (or almost never) , a hat covers her tresses,
Venturing out, for all to see,
She wants others to "look at me."
Hours spent to get hair just right,
But never a thought of a hat sitting tight.
Shoes, belt, watch, jewelry aplenty
Yet no hat to top the assembly.
Dior, Lauren, Kroell, Gucci, Barneys, Netaporter, ...
On Being There*
The senses awaken,
Six in all to be taken.
In the first burst of light
On the screen; dim then bright
A pattern, at first lost in the maze
Escapes as from a hidden cave.
Sound emerges, then drives
The artist's inner muses.