Thursday, October 9, 2014

BAZAAR

Strange—but long 
after 

the moment
is over—I still just can't 

stop myself
from 
graphically picturing—

the steel 
glossy blueeyes and fierce leather-
drawn 

tips of the woman—

behind the smart
flossy card-
table's

spindles of fingers—

steadily 
darning
away in her kitchen—

day after next—
any! 
such insolent

slight imperfections—in wool 
puppy sweaters.