Clara Bow

A short video clip of  silent screen star Clara Bow’s movie “It” after which she became known as the “It Girl”:

Sensuous flapper,

roaring twenties vamp.


Noncomformist,

she was herself.


Provocative screen star

even through silence.


Earnest simplicity

was her appeal.


Sexual mores

she helped chill out.


Coy glances with

dark eyes smouldering.


Poised yet free-spirited,

the “It” girl.


Those “bow”ed lips

brought her fame.

My entry for dVerse prompt Silent Films  http://dversepoets.com/2011/09/03/poetics-shhh-silent-films/

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  1. I always wondered where that expression came from. “she was herself’ I supposed we could all learn from that :). Thank you.

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  2. oh yes, she had IT going on for sure…and definitely needed no words….poised yet free spirited…i like that….smiles.

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  3. I didn’t know that’s where that expressions came from. Great info … and video.
    Love the roaring 20’s.
    Toodles,
    Izzy

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    • That was a special time in history. I love that little video clip that I found–I love that old-fashioned sound too.

      Hugs,
      Gayle

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  4. She was great, and I enjoyed your poem about her.

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  5. Forgot about her, Gayle. Fun write…loved the line about chilling out.

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    • She was something wasn’t she. She did shake-up thoughts about sex back then but she wasn’t vulgar about it.

      Thanks, Victoria.

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  6. fantabulous description of the girl who definitely had “it” (and also invented “it” 🙂

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  7. I love Clara Bow. Great poem and vid.

    I once saw some of her costumes and hats in a special display at the California Automobile Museum in Sacramento. Gayle, she was the tiniest thing. I don’t even think she would be big enough for today’s size ones.

    Happy Birthday, Florida Girl:

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    • I love her too! I had no idea that she was that tiny, Jamie. I would have enjoyed seeing her costumes.

      Thanks for the birthday surprise greeting here, Jamie! I had a great day!

      Love and hugs,
      Gayle

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  8. Well done once again. You honor a legend in a simple yet dignified poem. She would be proud!

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  9. this was very interesting gayle,i have seen handcounted silent movies so ….working in them was a really tough job i think. to make yourself understood without speaking is tough game.

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

    MAY GOD BLESS YOU WITH LOVE, HAPPINESS, HEALTH, WEALTH AND EVERY THING WONDERFUL THROUGH OUT THE YEARS TO COME.

    MAY THIS DAY COME BACK TO YOUR LIFE AGAIN AND AGAIN WITH GREATER JOY.

    check out my blog for cyber greetings please.

    lots of love.

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    • I’m sorry I’m so late responding to your lovely greetings for me, Trisha. I was out most of the day and late into the night.

      I so appreciate your loving words for me–it means so much. May your words be true for us both. I really want the same for you, dear friend.

      Warm hugs and lots of love,
      Gayle

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  10. This is a great tribute to the silent screen legend!
    Happy Happy Birthday, special one … with many more to come!!

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    • Thank you, Becca for the comment on the poem and for your lovely birthday greetings for me. I so appreciate it!

      Love and hugs,
      Gayle

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  11. A TRIBUTE INDEED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE IT

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  12. They had to really know how to act in those silent movie days, all with movement and facial expressions. There were some real beauties then too. Very nice prose.

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    • So true–and many beauties back then. Right after I wrote this, I caught a silent movie on TV–they’re fun to watch.

      Thanks so much.

      Gayle ~

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  13. Thank you for joining Poets United. We look forward to visiting your blog and reading poetry. We also look forward to seeing you in our community.

    Ink runs from the corners of my mouth
    There is no happiness like mine.
    I have been eating poetry.
    ~Mark Strand

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  14. Androgoth

     /  September 7, 2011

    A very interesting posting my friend and thank you for calling into my Space today and reading my Script, do call by anytime that you are in the neighbourhood as you are most welcome in My Gothic Realm my new friend 🙂

    Have a delightful evening and
    indeed a most wonderful Thursday also…

    Androgoth Xx

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  15. Great post, Gayle. I knew nothing of her, but enjoyed video and poem, both.

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    • Thanks, Leslie. Somehow the prompt of “silent films” made Clara Bow pop into my head–I don’t know why. I’m glad you enjoyed this information about her.

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