Wednesday, May 28, 2008

The writing on the wall

As I was walking
down the street today,
a Shade passed me by.

I was unprepared
for the encounter.

The glimmer of joy
that had been surfacing
like a pale alpine flower
meeting the first spring sun

rapidly shriveled
and withdrew, as if scorched
by hard frost.

Rachel Westfall
May 28, 2008

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