At Dawn Came Love (Part V)

Marriages for such beauty wrapped in wealth is determined by men. Speaking to a male outside her family required permit from dame or sire. Her friends are her sisters. Brothers are hastily dispatched to unisex schools to keep the separation secure. Coming of age holidays become showcase moments for the coming -out parade to join society, an advertisement of a

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At Dawn Came Love (Part IV)

  She had a face like porcelain gently obscured with puffed powder. Eyes always slanted down as if contact would melt brick and dissolve the dirt beneath. The hat was mandated so as not to tempt men with long hair. Hat pins were the fashion, bustles as necessary as a lace handkerchief in the brocade and bead handbag.  

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At Dawn Came Love (Part II)

    She wore lilac taffeta in rainbow arches and layers aswirl with the curve of her hips and legs totally covered and never publically spoken of, only imagined. Breast was a profane word used only by physicians in dim gas lit closed rooms. Children were fed in secret, a more and code that still exists as if a breast

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At Dawn Came Love Part I

The street appeared at dawn, spread with a soft alluring morning hour’s gleam upon well worn brick, no longer pristine, historically the place for wheels and hooves. The alley’s fate was to see olden lovers alight from carriages, bankers and investors striding forward gently in high hats, chimney sweeps and lamp lighters in worker’s caps and boots as use-worn as

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At Dawn Came Love (Part VII)

She accepts the hand of her escort and enters the great staircase that ascends to their box at the opera. Glittering like a single diamond, or strings of pearls at hidden throat, she dangles at the ears insured to the hilt. The poor are not allowed to see her except by an importunity that lasts the impoverished sight thief until

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At Dawn Came Love (Part VI)

To keep house with servants and never see money  is her manufactured dream. Deference to her betters, elders and males, will also be her lot. Smoke stacks polluting blue skylines scream for equality with tatting, knitting needles, and embroidery hoops that are most familiar to her fingers. She will be encharged with keeping the dust off his furniture. Her days

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Wild Woman

Unmanned, like a bull bereft of all; a flaccid decoration without use; at least if thee had what I have thou could be a woman; eunuch hiding your treasure for marriage and hypocrisy. And leave me with empty decoration; rings without sense, dresses without purpose. Go about your business thou say I want nothing to do with thee now; yet

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