1.04.2012

restroom

In a cube of shiny white
there is a straight chair
with a brown leather seat
that no one ever perches on.
It's across from the toilet.
The mirror is relentless,
but sometimes I hide in here.
Posted by Marian at 11:41 AM
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21 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 4, 2012 at 12:18 PM

    I so love this poem!!!!!!!! Brilliant!

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 4, 2012 at 1:01 PM

    The bathroom is my favourite hideout too!

    What I notice is the cubic shape of this poem, the small room, the rigid chair, the four-cornered mirror, and the perfection of retreat.

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  3. EllaJanuary 4, 2012 at 1:33 PM

    I hide in the bathroom,too! lol
    I feel like I'm in cube,when I read your words~
    Well Done!

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  4. CameronJanuary 4, 2012 at 4:26 PM

    I keep revisiting the image of the chair.

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  5. Hannah PrattJanuary 4, 2012 at 5:15 PM

    Nice. Well done.

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  6. Laurie KolpJanuary 4, 2012 at 7:36 PM

    I get to stare at a yellow-tiled wall (old house).

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  7. MarianJanuary 4, 2012 at 8:05 PM

    are you kidding, this is my work bathroom.
    mother of small children, no privacy at home! :)

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  8. MaryJanuary 4, 2012 at 9:00 PM

    Hiding is not a bad thing sometimes. I hear you.

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  9. Mama ZenJanuary 4, 2012 at 9:36 PM

    I hide there, too!

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  10. LanceJanuary 4, 2012 at 10:24 PM

    bathroom=office

    I get no time in there, though - 4 chicks live here.

    "the mirror is relentless" - hellz yeah

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  11. Kay L. DaviesJanuary 5, 2012 at 12:57 AM

    Reminds me of the night I got up in the middle of the night, while husband and dog snored, and wrote limericks on graph paper in the bathroom.
    Brilliant, Marian!
    K

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  12. FireblossomJanuary 5, 2012 at 8:16 AM

    When I was married and my son was growing up, I made long hot baths my inviolable escape hatch. I told them, don't knock unless the house is burning down. (Amazing how often the house WAS supposedly burning down...) Nowadays it's just me and doggy, and I don't even have to close the door.

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  13. hedgewitchJanuary 5, 2012 at 10:21 AM

    Excellent description--very visual, and the mirror line sews it all up.

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  14. MarianJanuary 5, 2012 at 11:21 AM

    i'm so pleased that everyone likes this!
    very kind of gut-level this was for me to write.
    you never know what will resonate! thank you, friends.

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  15. Eden BayleeJanuary 5, 2012 at 2:11 PM

    hehe, hiding in the bathroom is a favorite pasttime. Love it.
    eden

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  16. LolamouseJanuary 5, 2012 at 2:14 PM

    I think many women can relate to hiding out in bathrooms! Sometimes it's the only place we can get a modicum of privacy (and then not always!)

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  17. Susie ClevengerJanuary 5, 2012 at 5:39 PM

    I love this...the bathroom is my private sanctuary.

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  18. SunshineJanuary 5, 2012 at 7:19 PM

    sometimes *I* like to hide in the bathroom too.. especially ones that have a couch in them. so sophisticated.

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  19. Kenia CrisJanuary 5, 2012 at 11:31 PM

    Love this! But eventually someone will find you.

    xo

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  20. Shen HartJanuary 6, 2012 at 6:57 AM

    I love this, how it reflects the feeling and idea so perfectly within it's shape and tone. To hide in the bathroom, an idea of many layers in itself.

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  21. MarianJanuary 6, 2012 at 10:28 AM

    i love that people relate to this poem. hah!

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