Saleslady
Around her eyes
the smile lines crinkle
the combination with
the strictly impersonal
May I help you
surprising me
Crossing the marble floor
in a leather-soled flurry of staccato
commissioned saleslady
standing before me
in a fresh-pressed petite-sized
navy-blue dress.
The doors just opened
at this fading department store.
It is on its last legs
but she is not.
7/21/19
8/21/19
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I think this one is a beauty, Claudia😘Bonney
Thank you!
I really like this, Claudia. Such a vivid word-portrait.
Thank you. She is a real person I caught a quick glimpse of and it was one of those impressions that stays with you, I had to write it down.
I’m glad you did!
This is a great pen portrait. You really convey that sense of someone making the best of a bad situaiton.
This lady was a real person, and she struck me exactly as I wrote here – she made a vivid impression. I noted the contrast between her professionalism and energy vs. the department store, and I also felt sad for the days, which I remember, when a department store was strong and vivid itself as a place to shop. Something has been lost.
*situation.