In the 1991 collection Trimmings, Harryette Mullen writes,
“When a dress is red, is there a happy ending. Is there murmur and satisfaction. Silence or a warning. It talks the talk, but who can walk the walk. Distress is red. It sells, shouts, an urge turned inside out. Sight for sore eyes. The better to see you. Out for a stroll, writing wolf-tickets.”
A great poem, like an astonishing red dress, should be a warning. Something terrific lies outside your periphery, and now you know that it’s there.
~ Mia You, Sublime Deformations of Nature (Poetry Foundation, April, 2017)
Notes:
- Quote: from tragic farce I plucked ivy
- Photo of Naomie Harris for “PRESTIGE” Magazine January 2017 (via Soph-Okonedo)
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