barbara stanwyck and lillian roth

black and white and hot






shadow's edge


harsh l.a.

cuts sharp shapes


showing herself in the oakland fog

but she's here

in the lace of night

cut loose

abandoning herself on walls

as candles dance

your shadow's


breath hot, hot!

on the back of my neck







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Written on 2015-09-07 at 12:40

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Hot hot hot. I like the phrase 'the lace of the night". It says it all. When I am older I want to watch all the great old black and white movies. The detail the style and the characters were all so brilliant.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
This poem is "hot, hot!" I like it.

All at BirdBrains thank thee for the explanation.
We like the scissorly beginning of the poem and especially the image of fog among oaks. We're not sure whether 'she' refers to 'l.a.' or a lady or both, but that doesn't matter because we like the element of intrigue. The fog feels cold to us tonight, so the sudden introduction of heat is a welcome contrast, with that sensuous last line. Applause!

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
yes, BBP, "Ladies They Talk About." like my other recent poems, the photo, or the artwork, complement the poem, but are not the center or the subject of the poem.

It's a delightful photo, Pony. The BirdBrains apologise that we're not sure of the context here and we'd like to be certain before commenting properly on thy poem. Is it a still from Ladies They Talk About (1933), perchance? (Our ref.:

Thanking thee,
BBP :>)

hmmm ... hot stuff! I like the picture. I don't think I had ever seen a picture of them so young and beautiful.