Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Tuesday

Sonnet (Short Story)

Opening the window
evening light
turning her face away.
Was it the voices
an invitation upon
the hope that everything entails
or an arcane combination of names?
Children from above
staying in preferring the curtain
to walking a circle.
Did you think it could be so simple
arriving home to find
that could be
was sufficient in explanation?

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