
Michelle Pffeifer
Your hair is a sunlit halo
Your face is porcelain skin
Your lips are pillowed flowers opened
Your eyes wide set twin lakes glistening
Your nose is a sculptured rose
Your brows arch as beacons
The celluloid vision of you in eternal youth
from the Age of Innocence
where you embodied fireplace and sunset
a Victorian goddess of elegance
a golden lioness of radiance
with lace parasols, hoop skirts like bells
pearl buttoned gloves, fox trimmed coats
and fish net veils etching layers of rose
along your eyes, high cheeks and nose
like temporary, translucent, tattoos
of exquisite art, like perfect beauty marks.

Criterion Collection
I first watched “The Age of Innocence” when I was in my twenties the same year I moved to the SF Bay Area. I loved period films; I still do, I love the elaborate costumes, the settings, the romantic themes and the formalities. I watched the film again last night and it was just as meaningfully good. Classic stories are timeless.
Judy, a vivid, exacting tribute- superbly written… beautiful!
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Thanks Lance, very kind of you to say!
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My sincere pleasure, Judy!
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