Bright Glass
I saw the sun
in the building
at
the neighbor's
stopped for tea break
at sunset
the shine through their
kitchen
window
While getting into the car, I noticed the neighbors window was aflame.
At Chandler Library, there was a board for National poetry month. Just the opportunity to put the moment into words. Only while writing it down did I anthopomorphize the sun.
And windows are so different. Here its glassed. In India its wooden.
I saw the sun
in the building
at
the neighbor's
stopped for tea break
at sunset
the shine through their
kitchen
window
While getting into the car, I noticed the neighbors window was aflame.
At Chandler Library, there was a board for National poetry month. Just the opportunity to put the moment into words. Only while writing it down did I anthopomorphize the sun.
And windows are so different. Here its glassed. In India its wooden.
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