Wednesday, February 11, 2009

28 Poems - 11

"Reader, I married him; or Jane Erred."

If people were always kind and obedient to those who are cruel and unjust, the wicked people would have it all their own way. -- Charlotte Bronte, JANE EYRE

It isn't enough for a girl to be proper before she's a wife --
She must make sure that no one discovers the madwoman in her attic,
And bun her hair tightly and scrape all the color from her skin
And see past her nose, and forgive what has and might have been.
So why then does it take a blind man whose first wife was madder than a haddock
To make this capable Jane feel like she finally has a true purpose in life?

copyright 2009 Matthew J Wells

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