Sara Whitman

My Favorite Moment Yesterday

Filed By Sara Whitman | January 21, 2009 6:00 PM | comments

Filed in: Politics
Tags: Jenny Joseph, Marian Robinson

Did anyone catch Marian Robinson, the First Grandmother, yesterday? Did you see what she wore?

A purple coat. And a red scarf, mittens... it didn't pass unnoticed. I can only imagine a little humor as she donned these items.

It reminded me, at least, of a poem by Jenny Joseph...

Warning- When I am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit.

Of course, Mrs. Robinson was nothing but gracious and smiling through the whole day. No sticks along railings, by any means. But I have to wonder if she knew what she was doing today when she chose the colors she would wear.

At least I hope she did...


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Robert Ganshorn Robert Ganshorn | January 22, 2009 12:19 AM

Beautiful, but I would think that Michelle got her sense of style from her mother!

Ouch! I didn't!

I hate poetry. I've never been able to get into it.

But... that is one of my favorite poems. It's one of the few I know and it always makes me smile. I think of my mother - who joined the Red Hat club. ;)