Thursday, December 4, 2014

The Ongoing Poetry Series About the Spring of 2006 Carries On Thus

May 15, 2006
On Saturday night there was such a great moon

huge and full
and just the tiniest bit yellow
And it stayed momentous
even as it climbed the sky
which so often isn’t the case

Then yesterday I was in the bedroom folding laundry
and I got a glimpse through the doorway
of Bill sitting at the table with his back to me
Wearing a pale yellow shirt
bent over and hard at work
next to a vase of branching white flowers
It was such an evocative tableau
If only I’d been Vermeer

image source is here

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