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By Jack Joseph Smith

Molly You are really the first star I ever saw; go tell it if you want Walking past you right after you had been cut; I was huge,, nineteen years old with absolute power, to think to touch me would be dangerous I looked over the side of my arm and remember you looking up at me aside the screen dooor; so little you were, or thought, my toughness,, my kind,, never needs change, for as I saw you then;, I see you know,, equal with the laugh, no fear in the eye...

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"Molly" remembers a childhood or early youthful encounter in which the speaker’s imagined toughness is quietly answered by Molly’s fearless gaze.

The first-star image gives Molly a primal place in the speaker's memory, as if she came before every later mythology of love or power. He remembers himself as huge and dangerous, but the poem keeps transferring dignity to her smallness, laughter, and unafraid eye. What survives is not his swagger but her equality.

Claude

'Molly' names its subject 'the first star / I ever saw' and remembers the speaker at 'nineteen / years old with absolute power,' so swaggering he thought 'to touch me would be dangerous.' Yet the poem keeps handing dignity back to her smallness 'aside the / screen dooor,' and the close insists his sense of her never altered - 'as I saw you / then;, I see you know,, equal with the / laugh, no fear in the eye' - so what survives is not his toughness but her steady, unafraid equality.