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Monday, November 23, 2009

Monday Poem: Windows

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Windows

I look from the outside
Through careless windows
Left uncurtained
And note that life goes on.

A different kind of life
Behind each window.
A new created world
Behind each clear pane.

Each reality contained
By the clear solidity of glass
Holding it back
Preventing any escape.

Each pane stopping
The inside from bursting out
Into the public space,
Into the public place.

Privacy is the all of it
And the glass holds it there
As it holds my fingerprints
Like contoured maps

Only on the outside
Of each place I tried
To reach, and I
Touched only glass.

PUBLISHED: STAND Volume 5(2) September 2003

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