Streetcar Women

her delicate beauty

must avoid a strong light

her uncertain manner as well as her white clothes

that suggests a moth

sits in a chair

very lightly

shoulders

slightly hunched

hands tightly clutching

her purse

BLANCHE [frightened]

“You – haven’t told him?”

[she has slipped on

the dark red satin wrapper]

Her appearance entirely

contrasts with Stella’s

utter exhaustion

which only a neurasthenic personality can know

soiled and crumpled

white satin evening gown and a pair of scuffed silver slippers