No, What does that have to do with the girl?

wow, the lines you had in your summary just completely drew me in. wonderful way to start off this amazing poem.

This reminds me of my "training". My stepmother would make me walk with books on my head, and tried to convince me to wear a corset because I was "getting a little pudgy around the middle".
Eventually I told her to fuck off and love me for me.

The symbolism in this story is amazing. I could visualize a brown-haired beauty twirling in front of her mirror, testing her appearance in her white sundress, with her tucked-in-tummy and white flipflops. Perhaps a lily in her hair, as well?

I could feel the coolness of the pearls, feel the "I-like-what-I-see" gaze on the back of my neck. I could see unsureness, and possibly coming of age?

It's hard to tell. The symbolism is so deeply and tightly woven in with the beautiful words that it isn't hard to get lost within them, searching for the hidden meaning.

Excellent job, my dear. Excellent job.

coming of age. or trying to gain back a childhood. i might just be interpreting this the wrong way...

anyways, i adore the imagery (like every other person who read this)

there's something about the format as well, that makes it a memorable poem. great work.

Haha, I'm that girl. So much that girl it's creepy. Reminds me of walking through the store and thinking the whole time not to cross my arms across my shoulders, because that sends the signal that I'm closed to people. Beautiful.

great poem, the imagery in it is simple, yet well described.

This is the third poem I'm reviewing from you tonight and I feel a certain slow, stuttering, ho-hum feeling that makes your poetry unique from others (I'm sure of this).

This poem reads to me in slow motion where I visualize a girl twirling around in a white dress and nothing really more. You have a very nostalgic way of writing about yourself, people, and the world around you that I really enjoy.

You seem to have spread this poem out, like you haven't used a whole heap of description but rather let the every word be equal to the other so it's easy to tread through. I don't know, there's alot to comment about but I'm not sure where to begin.

I wish your reviewers would do your poems justice.

Hmm. This didn't start out strong for me, but I ended up being captured by it at the end. The first good part is the "cool-to-the-touch" pearls, which I could feel being cold on my neck (although I'm not sure the hypens are necessary). And I liked the last two lines, "uncurl the hands at her sides and make herself memorable." Beautiful. There were some weak parts of the poem, that were not bad but just weren't themselves memorable, that feel like they've been written before. But you've done a great job of capturing the feeling!

aw that's sweet. i love the last few lines. nice work! :P