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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460197" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Portrait in profile only</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How clear a portrait of you<br>that he painted – that slight stoop<br>of backbone; life has been heavy on you, yet<br>has not worn you down; the shoulders say, <br>I’m weathering it; the hair drawn back, and<br>tidy; time’s not for wasting on your hair; <br>your gaze, I guess, is straight ahead; <br>those lines around the corners tell us that; <br>you promised that you’d sit for him; <br>but when time’s up, you know exactly<br>then what’s next to do.. you’re living here, <br>you’re human; and we care…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and yet… and so… and yet…<br>I want to look into your eyes; <br>I want to know, what do you think of him, <br>the one who paints this poem about one<br>who may, may not, be you…<br>what do you think? Do you think this is you? <br>Does this surprise you, tell you<br>who you are, or who you might still be? <br>I’m greedy for the truth always –<br>Lady – wife, mother, aunt, good friend, <br>stranger from across the street, <br>paragraph in the novel of his life –<br>I’m holding back a world of love, <br>it only needs a glance from you..<br>tell me, why does his poem<br>only paint your sideview? Whose eyes were missing<br>when he wrote of you?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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that he painted – that slight stoop
of backbone; life has been heavy on you, yet
has not worn you down; the shoulders say, 
I’m weathering it; the hair drawn back, and
tidy; time’s not for wasting on your hair; 
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