Young Woman

[Khe Iem]

Young Woman

By Khe Iem

hair

tangled; eyes
drowsy

mirror, comb
dressing table and chair

illuminating warm blues and golds

a silent love

suppressed beyond the front door

[Bar22do]

a little enigmatic to me, sad too if I caught the atmosphere... welcome here (well by me at least, for it's the first time I see you're posting) - and good luck! Bar

[hillwalker]

A very simple, enigmatic poem catching perfectly the drowsy atmosphere of a lady's boudoir. Good work.

[PrinceMyshkin]

The last line introduces an interesting note of mystery to this.

I don't understand why "rays of" is in parentheses?

[jaguar12345]

Very eecummings-esque. Perfectly captured the moment, that single passing moment, much like a fine haiku.

[MorpheusSandman]

Yeah, I was thinking this was very haiku-ish myself. That kind of poetry where what's left unsaid and suggested is even more powerful than the exact words said.

[Khe Iem]

Thanks for all of you. I just edit it. Hope it is better. Khe Iem

[Hawkman]

I love the economy of expression and I echo Morpheus in that I feel the power of what is left unsaid. I'm not sure about the spacing though. For me it interrupted the flow of images.

"hair
tangled; eyes
drowsy

mirror, comb
dressing table and chair
illuminating warm blues and golds

a silent love
suppressed beyond the front door."

is just a suggestion.

Best, H

[Khe Iem]

Thanks, Hawkman.

The story is: the young lady gets up and makes up in the morning.

She has a husband but she has been in love with somebody in the past. She still remember that "silent love" and try to forget it (suppressed it beyond the front door).