The government's metal box, ordinanced
A house away from the woman's garage, and the woman
Herself underneath an overhang, standing at ease
In the task of her junk, to disencumber her life,
Her stare my way, the way toward a strange neighbor
In the drizzle with his mail scurried to the post,
His car door just ajar for quick re-entry,
The radio just being heard on a movement --
Andante cantabile --
At peace with this light rain no one thought
Would come this day like any day
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This is a beautiful slice of everyday life. I, too, find deliciousness in the mundane. Light rain and classical music? Heaven.
ReplyDelete(Surprise us with the announcements of your date(s) to the Manor Ball on Thursday! If you write a blog post, there will be a Mr. Linky widget available.)
Willow,
ReplyDeleteThis does serve as motivation, indeed! Any particular time frame for such post by me?
(And, uh, what's a 'Mr Linky widget'?)
Proud and Bewildered,
TFool
Yes, Thursday, September 30.
ReplyDeleteA Mr. Linky widget is a fun little gizmo that links your blog to mine, so others can easily click your link to visit your blog.
Take a look at my other blog for a sample...
http://www.magpietales.blogspot.com/
Willow,
ReplyDeleteMr. Linky sounds fun indeed -- but he's a hard rascal to locate
TFool
I'll be posting a Mr. Linky on my blog Thursday for the ball participants, that is, if they want visitors to their blogs. Still bewildered?
ReplyDeleteWillow,
ReplyDeleteYes. But I'll go there Thurs.
TFool