Wednesday, October 7, 2015

really good coffee/claramarie burns



or else vagaries of psyche
she flashes across indigo
skies held together by
shoelaces   turning, turning

sentinel palms in window
bask alert as lion dogs
behind lights asleep
strung across royal blue
Paris awning yawning
in mid-morning
winter-grey light

across table two
children girl & boy read
Bemelmans’ Frankenstein
line by line standing
waiting for a chair from
their grandfather
in line

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