Posed in Brooklyn
Were you a nurse?
A maid?
A lady of means?
What is the sash
that dangles from your belt?
I believe Charles S. Rawson
an “artist”
knew these answers.
Working from his studio
at 508 Fulton St.
near Bond
in Brooklyn,
he knew the answers.
He met you,
knew you.
“Artist” that he was,
he saw how beautiful you were.
But he
like you
is gone.
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This poem moves beautifully and hauntingly down the page. The way you describe this still image and have it come to life with movement and intent is awesome.
I love the questions and how they highlight the mystery and beauty painted within and between this model and the artist.
Curious about why you set off the word artist 2x in this manner:“artist”.
Curious about Charles S. Rawson and found the Cabinet Card Gallery with this picture titled: Pretty Young Woman With Charisma in Brooklyn New York.
Great and intriguing poem. What was dangling from his belt? Maybe you need to write a micro-chapbook and tell us more.
Thanks for the kind words, Pam. I too went online and found that photo of the pretty young woman. Unfortunately, it’s not the same pretty young woman as the one I wrote about. Apparently, Charles liked to photograph pretty young women. Understandable.
Thanks for the kind words, Pam. I too went online and found that photo of the pretty young woman. Unfortunately, it’s not the same pretty young woman as the one I wrote about. Apparently, Charles liked to photograph pretty young women. Understandable.
Beautiful poem, Lee!
You have a keen eye for these brief moments of beauty in a life that’s passed on. Really well done.
I love the double mystery in this poem – who was she? Who was he?
Lee, I love how you’re turning one form of art into another, and resurrecting the memory of these past lives. 🙏