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I Am Not a Myth
Matthew Hittinger
Marlene Dietrich remembers the night of the Marilyn Monroe
Productions Press Conference, New York City, January 1955
I wanted to be that trace of scarlet lipstick
when you arrived, tipsy, a bit chartreuse
a subdued platinum angel, a white mink
stole. I am at heart – Come up for a drink –
a gentleman. You, a question here to seduce,
a pink thought traced by scarlet lipstick
a deer drawn to a salt lick. I am the brick-
back, brick-thrown widow of a caboose.
I lift my black veil. I drop my black mink.
To the bird, flown – we toast with a clink.
You created ‘the girl.’ “Their golden goose
is now a scarlet smudge.” Your lips stick
to the wine glass and all I can do is wink
out a song, the tricks of an aging chanteuse.
You call a cab and grab your white mink
while I play my saw, and all I can think
is I am not a myth a recluse who will recuse
you to remain a trace of scarlet lipstick
caught on the collar of a white mink.
About this poem: “According to Barbara Leaming’s biography of [Monroe], Dietrich invited Monroe up for a drink at her Park Avenue apartment that night and found the sight of a lipstick trace on the collar of [Monroe’s] white fur ‘maddeningly erotic.’ Dietrich’s voice lent itself well to the villanelle, perhaps the most ‘maddeningly erotic’ of the poetic forms.” – Matthew Hittinger
About Matthew Hittinger: Matthew Hittinger’s most recent collection is “The Erotic Postulate” (Sibling Rivalry Press, 2014). He lives in Queens, N.Y.
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(c) 2014 Matthew Hittinger.
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