At the beauty salon

I close my eyes as a young woman
massages in shampoo, gently rubs
my temples, smooths cream rinse —
scented with jasmine — from my brow,
and you are here with me again
that summer day under the waterfall.

– Sarah Russell
First published in Shot Glass Journal
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For the “suggested narrative” prompt at
Real Toads
Also for Poets United’s Poetry Pantry

59 thoughts on “At the beauty salon

  1. I love where you broke the first line, “I close my eyes as a young woman”. The punctuation be damned; this is the gist of this poem — “…as a young woman.” You’ve set us up — to metaphor it, “Here’s the wind-up, and there’s the pitch.” Masterfully done.

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      1. My point is that the way that sentence broke leads us to a memory…. I won’t say “foreshadowing” more like “fore-shading,” and anticipatory device.


      2. Hmmm, read those lines again, and I really see what you meant about the fore-shading in the first line. Thanks. I don’t know when I do stuff like that. Of course, if I planned it, it would sound lame, wouldn’t it.

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  2. OH, how I love this poem. It is one of those short poems which has so much to say. Indeed one’s mind wanders as one is visiting the beautician. I like where your mind traveled…bringing to mind a special person & a special time!

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  3. Ah, the magical powers of ‘scent’. It truly can carry you back in time. A lovely, wonderfully rendered poem. Splendid it was ‘gifted with wings’ (as I have come to think of publication) by Shot Glass Journal.


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