I am honored to have as a guest on my blog the very talented Carolyn Howard-Johnson. Her books have earned her multiple awards, including the Best Book Award from USA Book News, the Diamond Award for Achievement in the Arts from the city of Glendale and Woman of the Year in Arts and Entertainment from the California State Legislature.  She imparts her wisdom in many formats – I am pleased to present one of her poems from her collection titled “Deeper in the Pond: A Celebration of Femininity.”

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Enjoy the reflections and humor of my esteemed guest, Carolyn!

 

Breakthrough for a Sexagenarian

In my Tangee years, Seventeen 
advised I apply makeup

with an upward motion, toil fingers from chin

to cheekbone. We likely didn’t know the word collagen.

 

Gravity

we had known since Newton. That it would work

its weighty purpose on me, well, no one bothered

to tell me . . .

 

I, about 30, surprised that an elder-friend

had not shampooed for a week. Another friend

elbows my ribs, gives me a look.

Later says (hushed at the secret), Didn’t you know

that old peoples’ scalps dry up. No, no one ever bothered to tell me . . .

 

That was scalps. This is jowls. Now on the origami

packet in my Estée Lauder box of rejuvenating cream,

the same directional arrows Seventeen espoused,

(much too late for the anti part of anti-aging cream)

fingers massaging up, up to keep time

in its place.

 

I’m told fingers are more sensitive than other body

parts, still doubt magic fingerlifts vanish crows’ feet, wonder, though, if they could—would—work on drying labial petals.

No one ever said that, but I’ve learned if I don’t figure

it out for myself, no one will ever

tell me.

 

In my acne days, lotions pooled in oily

patches I cottoned away.

 

In the Pond’s Cold Cream

decade when, to combat drying affects,

I left grease shiny—thick enough to slick

my pillow cases.

 

There a hint.

 

That and fallen leaves skittering across my lawn,

so dry they sing a song before they crumble into sand. Very nearly too late to do much with this new-found wisdom—this trifle: If there is something I need to know (but really don’t want to know), no one can tell me

one damn thing.

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“Deeper in the Pond” is available on Amazon at http://budurl.com/DeeperPond 

 

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