Poetry in Motion Pictures
I saw myself as the Sunday school girl
who focused on the “Happy Texts,”
because it helped me “keep the faith.”
In A Tree Grows in Brooklyn,
I saw myself in Francie Nolan—
that lies weren’t lies if they were written as stories.
In The Wizard of Oz,
I saw myself as Dorothy—
who fell asleep to dreams
In The Sound of Music,
I saw myself as Liesl von Trapp,
who saw the greatness of her country
In Kitty Foyle,
I saw myself as “that sassy Mick”—
once in love with an unattainable man.
In Elmer Gantry,
I saw myself as Sister Sharon Falconer—
whose faith was strong,
even as her love for a man made her weak.
In Seven Brides for Seven Brothers,
I saw myself as Milly,
who tried to smooth out a rough-hewn man.
In Gone with the Wind,
I saw myself as Scarlett O’Hara—
who proved that strength and tenacity
could save it all.
Classic movies have always been
my happy distraction,
for in them,
I saw the parallels of my own life,
and though their pain wasn’t my pain,
their joys were my joys.