Camera I

You put her in an empty room with a camera.
She removed her shoes, her skirt,
unbuttoned her jacket;
in the dim of that dirty room.

Fabric drawn back: pale flesh exposed,
Her sad, small breasts just glancing through--
She held your gaze throughout.
 

Author's Note

Based on this image: http://hakanphotography.deviantart.com/art/Liberation-3-95696219

Reviews

[Plexiglass]

I'm really enjoying your poetry and that makes reviewing it anything but a chore. This poem is excellent and its tone is well done and very straight forward. And that makes it a little ambiguous which aides the poem. There is strong sexual undertones and voyeurism but that's all I really know for sure and I like that. There's spaces in this poem for my imagination to create things. Very well done. And for my nitpicks I'm kind of dragging the bottom of the barrel but the very first line threw me off because I initially thought ( probably foolishly ) that the girl was placed in the room with the camera completely by herself. And I think the last line of the first stanza is worded oddly and I almost want it to say "In that dim dirty room" but just minor complaints. Good work.

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Short, but makes you wonder. This is sorta like a cliffhanger (?), you catch the reader's attention and leave them wanting more! I'd really like to see a continued piece to this...
I couldn't see the image, but who needs one when you have this language!?