I’ve changed my blog settings so now, all comments are approved. The backlog was immense and guilt was clouding my creativity. (I’m Black Irish, so that kind of guilt is quite weighty!) I will attempt to figure out how to respond to your comments later… but right now, the burden of guilt lifted from my shoulders, I shall post. Peace, Amy

 

GUMM… AND GUMMER (A Suite in Two Movements)

I. Frances Gumm

Child stardom thrust upon her
by mother’s demand
Couldn’t navigate a ship
she didn’t command
Crinkles, cramps, crevices
of age came too soon
The voice we all loved:
Judy’s sad, silent tune

 

II. Mrs. Gummer

You know her
or you feel like you do
That crinkle in her smile
The creases framing her sparkling eyes

She’s a survivor
Bucking the demand that actresses be
plump only in the lips and
possess a Stepford-smooth forehead

She will continue to navigate
the Hollywood torrents with grace,
and if awards come too, that’s fine.

What matters to her is the work.
What matters to her more is family.

Marvelous Meryl Streep!

© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For Three Word Wednesday (Crinkle, Demand, Navigate) and ABC Wednesday, brought to you by the letter “G.” Also at my poetic lair, Poets United.