The Right to Privacy “We have had many controversies over these penumbral rights of ‘privacy and repose.’” Justice Douglas, Griswold v. Connecticut, 381 U.S. 479 (1965) Winter, years ago, at a Washington D.C. gala— a celebration for a friend—and who else is there but Sandra Day O’Connor, swinging with her husband on the dance floor. Her dress, black and belted, is knee-length, her hair, that bob we’ve come to know, vestige of the fifties, when she was new to the law, among the first women graduates of Stanford. No one would hire her then. So forbidding was her sex, so mysterious, we might liken her to Eve, who’s had the book thrown at her for bearing all that feminine baggage. But tonight she wears her history lightly, yes, she is light on her feet, her arms wrapped gently around a man she loves, she is slim in that black dress, a shorter more shapely version of that familiar black robe. Tonight, she shows leg, supple and strong, she shows, albeit judiciously, sex appeal as he twirls her and she smiles, supremely happy. Though she’s maintained a woman’s right to privacy, it’s hard not to conceive how later, home, she might very well disrobe, make love, her mind free of the day’s weighty decisions, her body safe in the arms of her love, her head turned briefly to the window beside her, to the moon’s penumbra, illuminating this intimate domain with its spare glow.
Elizabeth Poliner’s books include the poetry collection, What You Know in Your Hands (David Robert Books), a Beltway Poetry Quarterly Best Book selection for 2015, and the novel, As Close to Us as Breathing (Little, Brown & Co.), winner of the 2017 Janet Heidinger Kafka Prize in Fiction, finalist for the Ribalow Prize for Jewish fiction and the Library of Virginia’s People’s Choice Award in Fiction, and an Amazon Best Book of 2016. Her poetry has appeared in the Sun, the Southern Review, the Hopkins Review, Ilanot Review, Seneca Review, and many other journals. She teaches at Hollins University where she holds the Susan Gager Jackson Chair in Creative Writing.
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