Gone With the Wind

When Rhett grabs Scarlet on their flight to Tara,
their isometric kiss implies coition
and romance will peak with his profession of love
made to a horny widow woman imperiled
on the bumpy road to burnt and pillaged mansions.
Some sparkling Aphrodites debuted that year:
Maureen O’Hara, Ingrid Bergman, Greer
Garson, Brenda Joyce, and Rita Hayworth,

but who would win the sizzling bombshell prize?
Miss Scarlet, hussified in her red dress.
Vivian hated Gable’s denture breath
and later claimed he really tried to rape her,
though no one paid attention to that story,
and she got the Oscar, she and Hattie McDaniel,
though Hattie had to sit off to the side.
“I know you girls would trade me for Clark Gable,”

said Hitler to a gaggle of German debs.
Gone with the Wind was the Fuhrer’s favorite film,
and lots of his future subjects read the book.
In the movie poster Atlanta is in flames,
under a giant Rhett apparently
having his way with a giant, yielding Scarlet.
The burning town is, yes, a metaphor,
for all their fiery amorous compulsions,

but it suggests, as well, a more Vedantic
perspective, a hyper-lapse depiction of war
speeding the ashes to ashes. Poor Scott Fitzgerald
failed to make Aunt Pitty-Pat amusing,
so Selznick canned his sorry ass, launching
his fatal binge, but Margaret Mitchell wouldn’t
read the script, and never put her nose in,
quipping that Groucho Marx should play Rhett Butler.