i  step from the City Circle train- buses' brakes
 screech beside me. I look up to skyscrapers- 
ready to begin my new position
 at an up- market jewelry store.

I walk along Market St. Sydney, hesitant
 and hopeful I am on the right street 
I am in the stream of other's rushing
 to and 'fro- the aroma of coffee and pastries
no time to stop.
At age 16 - wearing Mum's white, high heels, 
tan legs in a slim, kick-pleat skirt, unsure
and introspective 
Quite a step up from packing
 at the Sky - Bomber's Popsicle Factory.

Ahead a construction site looms- all the men
in their hard hats-  the wolf whistles-
It has happened before; the ambivalent feeling

of embarrassment - and shy gratitude.

Suzanne Delaney

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 2/18/2017 2:28:00 PM
When thy great beauty evokes admiring words, even should they be rude-the knowledge of thy sight and its glory to the magnificence of womankind should be cause to celebrate thine existence, IMHO. PERHAPS WORSE, WOULD HAVE BEEN STONE COLD SILENCE OR EVEN JEERS. Great poem, truth expressed in its ending golden!!A7
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Date: 2/18/2017 4:26:00 PM
Thank you, Robert: I did realize it was a great compliment_ no matter how delivered.
Date: 8/31/2016 4:41:00 PM
Such a poignant picture of the bashful girl in the big city full of dreams. I could envision it very well ... that look "of embarrassment and shy gratitude". Lovely to be reading you once more, Suz. Thanks for sharing what looks to be a journal snippet from your past...
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Date: 2/18/2017 4:27:00 PM
Hi Timothy: Missing you here on the Soup. I hope life permits you finding your way back soon.
Date: 7/31/2016 4:35:00 PM
Superb 7. Soup mail.
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Date: 7/29/2016 10:30:00 PM
The truth will not be buried,in such a touching way Suzanne you've set it free.
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Date: 7/24/2016 7:26:00 PM
This is truly lovely!
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Date: 7/18/2016 8:19:00 AM
A fabulous write, Suzanne. I actually worked on a construction site office at number 2 Market Street back in 1988 (before moving back to Finland). T.J
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Date: 7/10/2016 5:40:00 PM
i just love this one. didn't I see it before? I don't see my comment though.
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Date: 7/7/2016 2:11:00 PM
The last two lines are kickers, Suzy D. Woo! Go, girl!! Viv x
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Date: 6/27/2016 3:47:00 PM
oh you described that feeling so superbly. What a nice poem!!
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Date: 6/27/2016 3:44:00 PM
well, what a compliment, suz... enchanting write a pretty one like you!..huggs
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Date: 6/26/2016 12:32:00 PM
At 16, in high heels, and a lovely wear, who would not wolf whistles.....so ong as they keep their distance :) Lovely poem
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Date: 6/26/2016 8:17:00 AM
I didn't know what was coming till the last lines! Excellent! Thank God for having placed woman upon earth so we men may admire the incarnation of kindness, beauty and love!
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