Bloody bewdy. I think I knew her back in my theatre days :-)
Andrew
On 16 July 2015 at 09:35, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Well put, that brittle sprightliness, Max.
>
> Bill
>
> > On 16 Jul 2015, at 1:02 am, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> >
> > Touched
> >
> > Through the spacious waiting areas
> > of the Cancer Institute, First Hill,
> >
> > came dancing a sprightly lady
> > in bright cloak tunic and tights -
> >
> > seventy, if she was a day.
> > Behind her decorously came
> >
> > her daughter, one guessed,
> > and two granddaughters smiling
> >
> > back at me when I smiled.
> > Grandmother was today some
> >
> > superwoman returned, giving
> > thanks to all at the Institute.
> >
> > As she turned she saw my smile
> > with gracious acknowledgment,
> >
> > made her exit with her train,
> > reprieved, restored, rejuvenated?
> >
> > So it seemed, but her ravaged face
> > stayed in my mind long after,
> >
> > and her strong young womenfolk.
> > Touched? ’She seemed a bit…touched?’
> >
> > That’s what we used to say after
> > some fey old thing danced by.
> >
> > Seattle July 2015
> >
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