Kwame Dawes. Courtesy photo. In her poem, “Scarf,” Rita Dove, with inimitable delicacy, efficiency and grace, captures something of the way in which our sensate bodies are often the true legislators of beauty.
Here, the sense of touch is celebrated through a beautiful image that evokes just how much our need to feel is as essential as breathing.
Scarf By Rita Dove
Whoever claims beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
has forgotten the music silk makes settling across a bared
neck: skin never touched so gently except by a child
Kwame Dawes. Courtesy photo. In her poem, “Scarf,” Rita Dove, with inimitable delicacy, efficiency and grace, captures something of the way in which our sensate bodies are often the true legislators of beauty.
Here, the sense of touch is celebrated through a beautiful image that evokes just how much our need to feel is as essential as breathing.
Scarf By Rita Dove
Whoever claims beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
has forgotten the music silk makes settling across a bared
neck: skin never touched so gently except by a child