She always yelled at him before her grand entrance. “Harry, crank up that wind machine!” Then she’d wind up those hips get the feathers quiverin’ and strut out on stage, fans strategically placed. She wanted to entrance the blokes, not wound their swoonin’ heart.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today is Quadrille Monday and I’m hosting, asking poets to consider homographs, and in particular, the word “wound”. A homograph is a word that has two pronunciations and two different meanings, but the same spelling – as in “a wound up top”, and “he suffered a serious wound”. One can also use a form of the word….as in “wind” which is the present tense of “wound” but can also refer to a breeze – thus another homographic word. Note the use of the word “entrance” in this poem also a homographic word. And of course, a quadrille must be exactly 44 words in length, sans title.
Sally Rand, born Helen Gould Beck, was an American burlesque dancer most noted for her ostrich fan dances and her balloon bubble dances. She was mot active from 1925 to 1979.
lillian the home poet 
Pretty woman who knew how to titillate!
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This mad me laugh. 🙂
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What an entrance she made!
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Sure those feathers wound lots of people up in their day. Fun quadrille.
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A fan dancer with many homographs. I especially liked the entrance/entrance.
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I like that you couldn’t resist this Lillian – sounds like she was pretty irresistable!
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*irresistible
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Nice throwback vibe in your verses with a picture to match.
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You had lots of fun with this one, Lillian. I was entranced! 😀
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Your prompt–you’re entitled to two! (This one made me lol)
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That was fun 🙂
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Never heard of Sally but it sounds like she knew her game.
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Such a gorgeous tribute this is, Lillian 😀
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Wind wind wound wound, cleverly done and I was taken all the same. Delightful.
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