Thursday, July 2, 2009

Still no images

I've been busy the last few weeks with my summer class and everything else, so I haven't been able to get my camera out lately. But I did write a fun little poem in class last night while I was zoning out, so I'll share that. No title.

In silent nights with ill-lit ceilings
and heavy air,
we move through neighborhoods
smiling at night cats and children at windows
or under blankets with flashlights,

sharing walls with their mothers 
whose pearls are in boxes 
on dressers and bureaus.

The heat moves down streets
and through windows and door frames,
sliding blankets off mothers
and fathers and children,

but those at the windows are
watching us plunder
their streets for our penance,

we children at windows
with mothers and lovers.