through the window

by m lewis redford

 

 

 

            through the window

            I looked
at the man across the road
            look
over his shoulder as he did something up the stepladder what’s he
            looking at
I thought and took a sip of tea and
            saw
a prettygirl crossing the road without
            looking
adjusting her headphones walking her dog
            looking
at the ground to sniff letting the wind hold her hair across her face while the car passed behind her
            looking
at her stride listening to her music
            checking
her reflection in the tinted glass of the parked car then she
            faced
the wind and walked on and I
            gazed
down and faced the page I was writing on
            both of us satisfied

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

cars wormhole: zazen in everyday life
combe end wormhole: open window
dog wormhole: first dog / in the park
girl & hair & passing wormhole: Herbert Road diptych
identity wormhole: zazen
listening & roads & smell wormhole: Anglesea Road
looking wormhole: the library, / you know …
reflection wormhole: morning / cloud pass
tea wormhole: grey sky
thinking wormhole: the ocean
walking wormhole: while
wind wormhole: … the discipline of shamatha / and the waft of vipashyana
windows wormhole: red net curtains / with appliqué blooms
writing wormhole: adversely / mistaking the finger for the moon / again

 

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