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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