Stone Dress


I itch to pierce the rigid pleats
and stubborn petticoat frill
of this marble dress
with my needle; to embroider
a line of yellow flowers,
to add a pink gingham pocket.
There she is, the seamstress,
wanting to pour blood into grey veins. 

Belinda Rimmer

If you have any thoughts on this poem, Belinda Rimmer would be pleased to hear them.