Monday, November 08, 2004

Another week begins

Back at work. On my way to see a (very special) friend last night, I composed the first draft of a poem. (I seem to be able to do a lot of writing on trains and buses.) A few tweaks here, line break adjustments there, and here's a new poem:

Shadow on Shadow

The bedside lamp
is the last one
left on. Its
light washes around
your body and
drops a gray wavering
shadow alongside.
The crumpled sheet
is dappled faintly
by softer light
from somewhere
outside. When you
switch off the lamp
and lay your head
down black shadow
envelops the others.

November 7, 2004


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