Herstory: Hedwig Kiesler

Hedwig Kiesler, Austrian and fair,
A beauty that left the world in a stare.
She shed her guise, defied the norms,
Amidst the whispers, amidst the storms.

Her cinematic escapade, a daring spree,
In “Ecstasy,” she set her spirit free.
Naked in woods, a scandalous display,
Defying norms, she danced life’s ballet.

Louis B. Mayer hailed her beauty as divine,
MGM’s star, blazing, she would shine.
Banned and coveted, her film’s allure,
A dance with scandal, a forbidden tour.

Yet ’twas her mind, a genius pure,
Hedwig Kiesler, intellect obscure.
Prodigious in math, in science keen,
Her brilliance far surpassed the scene.

Through roles of allure, her beauty spun,
Weaved a life where power won.
Six husbands tangled in her sphere,
Dictators and producers near.

But beneath the glamour, a mind profound,
A Jewish prodigy, intellect unbound.
In the arms trade, her husband’s sway,
She listened, learned, in silence, she’d stay.

Imprisoned in a castle, a gilded cage,
Escape plotted, fueled by rage.
Her flight from Mandl, a daring flee,
Escape from bonds, to be free.

From Hitler’s reach, she slipped away,
Her brilliance shaped our present day.
From tyranny’s grasp, she broke away,
Invention brewed, a brighter day.

Sold her jewels, London bound,
A meeting with Mayer, destiny-found.
Mayer’s praise, a lofty claim,
“Beauty unparalleled!” his aim.

Yet ’twas her mind, a brilliant ray,
That shaped the world in a different way.
As war raged, a mind astute,
She crafted a system, a silent salute.

A technology, a secret to wield,
Coded messages, a battlefield.
Hedy and Anthiel, an unlikely pair,
Synchronized frequencies in the air.

Patent granted, a legacy sown,
Spread spectrum’s seeds silently sown.
Hedy Lamarr, a name for the screen,
Yet her brilliance in silence, long unseen.

In the wireless world, a pioneer’s mark,
Wi-fi whispers, a silent spark.
LTE’s promise, a spectrum-wide gaze,
Hedy’s invention, the foundation lays.

A Hollywood beauty, an inventor unseen,
In the shadows, her intellect-keen.
Hedy Lamarr, a name to remember,
A wireless legacy, a silent ember.

Amidst the reels, of King Kong’s fame,
One starlet danced, in her own game.
But beyond the looks, beyond the gleam,
Lay a mind that’d shape the unseen dream.

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About the Author: Sarah B. Royal

Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.

Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.

Royal’s collections—such as Lost in the Lost and Found, Haiku For You, Lantern and Tanka Too, and the WoPoLi Chapbook Series—highlight her commitment to neurodivergent expression and poetic experimentation. Whether through childhood verse or contemporary fusion poetry, her work invites readers into a world where language is both a tool and a playground.

Sarah B. Royal continues to expand the possibilities of poetic form, offering readers a deeply personal yet universally resonant experience. Her writing is a testament to the power of creative risk, intellectual depth, and emotional authenticity.

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