Steven Wittenberg Gordon
Her nose, considered by itself,
Has symmetry but nothing more.
Her eyes, in isolation,
Hold no particular allure.
Her lips and mouth, when seen alone,
Do no strong yearning stimulate.
Her chin, her brow, her hair likewise
And yet, her average features,
When combined, make her a beauty queen.
Poet's Notes: To use an old cliche, the whole is more than the sum of its parts when it comes to personal beauty. This poem is supposed to make the reader ponder, to stop and think. How can individual features--plain Jane when considered individually--result in dazzling beauty when considered in combination? Just one of life's many little mysteries, I guess.