Catherine Daly
Dress
no
more than three garments: sandals count, which accounts for barefoot
women
Aubade stands in gold sandals
a
white dress
linen
diaphanous
transparent
to
shine
to
show Phantasus
to
disperse fantasy =
beauty
in light
but
I thought fantasy was opposite
Auroura gold sandaled
to
gleam and shine
to
be manifested "briefly"
gold glass glow
glitter
glisten
reflected
light, as wet
god des
flower-head
necklaces
leis
lances
girls
about to marry
join
the people
sing this song
Lay, Lady, Lay
Doo Dah
tatter
your dresses
double
consonants
Cytherea
from near Cytherea
Aphrodite
rose
myrtle apple dice
Adonis,
who is he to me?
I
suppose I should care more
(he
is a bore
this
chanting's a chore
I
like my dress
or
prefer
it
in tatters
Adonai
it
is not about the dress
it
is not about Adonis
dress of blood
old florid story
of
the blood, repeated wet
vow
& lament
Eros wore a soldier's
cloak dyed purple
purple mantle
no man in a grey flannel suit
fedora
soldier not salaryman
salaryman
before
ornate, obscene, I have covered Eros
with my tongue
I
have always regarded my language women who wear purple
with
suspicion with the exception
of
my friend.
of
all shellfish, why oysters?
Eros descended
coming
from heaven (like
a testicle)
dressed in a purple cape
cloaked mantle
If
we are chosen
dill to cap your curls
wears grace
hair
moves, stirs
as
if by a voice
the folds of a
purple kerchief
knot at chin
girl
gang sign in 50's Chicago
ten shoe / makers
/ five / ox/hides
to cobble / sandals
hyperbole
how
strong is the guardian of
the
bride and bridegroom
the
contract
you wear livery
shining with gold
(her livery)
(you)
Hecate
Aphrodite
the
trousseau
to
protect or prepare
how
does the uniform
deliver
freedom?
I
have been handed
placed
in the hands
of
my new owner
lover
belonging
to the people
characterized by a distinctive ceremonial dress
the bride
negligee
to
grow sheer
she
is shining
you
are shining
(not
the clothes)
armored / tread
of mainland infantry
in
glittering / bronze
all the violet tiaras
braided rosebuds, dill and
crocus twined
twinned
if
only in nature there were peace
is
it only ritual
tradition
that
counters cruelty
with
beauty
made?
Maid,
is there beauty
peace
without
woman's service?
No
some
vines
weave
themselves
I
learn tender
but
they're tendrils
and
design.
your Chian nightdress
(off with)
(put on) purple frock and yellow tunic
color opposites
crocus
your nightgown
your servants' too
and
you clothed in nothing
not
beauty's
not
the best
a cloak thrown a
saffron blouse and violet
flowers crowning your hair
a
clean mantle on you, and crown
your hair with flowers
she was dressed
well:
her feet were
hidden
under embroidered
sandal straps -- fine
handwork from Asia
ultimately
to gleam
I
say bright and gleaming like the moon
gold-crowned
Aphrodite
also
glowing
a
garland, wreath
a
turning
trope
she
says light dresses us
beauty
I
say also the dark, velvet
I
have known, even in daylight
especially
pretty
ring (pride)
yes!
hayseed finery
country pastoral
provincial
spun of straw to
wear her rags above her ankles
gold draw
her dress about
Redneck
Riviera without
sense
his
grandmother borrowed
dress
and veil and...
an art to skirt lifting
part is the
ankle
put
on your milk-white gown
I have no embroidered
headband
a bright
strap
cover feet
a
purple ribbon
looped in the hair
dark hair
yellow
hair her
many gold bracelets
flowers
fragrant purple robes
exquisite
adornments
purple ribbon in dark hair = youth
flowers only last a day violets
on her breasts
white has other
connotations
point
to braid the ribbon in
perhaps a sparkling,
a dark light
to gleam and flash again, person spark
to eyes tear
your dresses
they have burned
their images by now
does war kill love, or winter?
wear the cream-white
dress desire embroiders
points and flashes
circling
crown
you, too: crown
cream white
dress her
robed limbs are violets
I
say cream
white
milk
"to
the top"
rising
in gold sandals
golden-sandaled
end of light
night
trim garments
beauty of your garments
hyperbole
the shoemakers used
hides
his giant sandals
perfumed kerchief
porphyry
the stone lithos
imagery
purple ribbon
rib you
took garlands of violets
people crocuses
and roses
looped in her hair not porphyry
periphery
whose hair is
yellower
than torchlight
need wear no colored ribbons
a garland of fresh
flowers you
tied them around you in soft bands
you
took many flowers
and flung them in ropes
about your sapling throat
there
was a line by Yeats
that
was wrong
around her, the
soft linen robes,
dill, loop
ropes of pearls, I say
tender roses,
myrtle, Aphrodite's attributes
hands about your lovely hair grace
tender
garlands tender
the blessed graces loves her who wears flowers
they
look
garlands
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