The Secret Her shoulder, soft and full as a swan’s breast, illumines homely features in graceful symmetry – ivory beauty with reticent eyes, adrift, and full, sealed lips. Behind – her sister, eclipsed by her honey-suckle aura, mutes a reprimand. On the garden fountain ledge, a child idly circles his finger in water, while her sister whispers - Father would be furious – but tell me, what was it like? Polly Giantonio This poem was first published at The Cafe Review. Polly Giantonio's poems and work have appeared in various journals, including an interview published in Poets & Writers. She has been a long-time student of Prem Rawat, Ambassador of Peace. Polly resides in rural Vermont, USA.
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