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Sometimes the world reminds us of the hidden sadness all around us, even (especially?) in unexpected places.

The thought of Kate Spade ending her life with a red scarf is shocking and awful.

Here’s my contribution to the mourning – a minor poem, in a minor key.

Photo from Cosmopolitan

kate spade
 

Kate Brosnahan
from Kansas City

used her boyfriend’s name
for the handbag she made

the handbag together they called kate spade

what’s in a bag?
what’s in a name?

in time she also became Kate Spade

they sold the company they had made

Fame, name, age, time
she added the letters “Valentine”
between Kate and Spade.

When did her mind

become a blade
she turned on herself?

She lived her life
in vibrant hues –
in orange yellow pink and blues
when did the melody tuneful and true

go silent?

kate spade sold hope
and cheerful dreams
a future that sparkled
a future that gleamed –

What’s in a name?
What’s in a bag?

Things aren’t – we know – always as they seem.

She held the red scarf around her neck
(Kate Brosnahan, spade, and Valentine) –

Name bag fame dread
full empty hungry fed
dream in colors
or dream in red
it’s all the same
we end up dead –

A woman with a red scarf
might have said.

(I wish a friend could have held her – stayed her – hand instead.)

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Hand photo copyright here.

Because I’m borrowing an image, which has haunted me since I first heard the song (If you click link below, it will take you to Youtube) –

 

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