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(Poem by Wendy Howe ) Housewives and their daughters adore him when he walks the waterfront often wearing a white shirt and aqua jeans. The river catches his reflection turning its quaint pulse of old houses and fishing boats to the restless gait of a young man who wants to leave but also stay in the town where he first discovered love and became an actor. The decision haunts him in both a soft and hard way changing direction as his feet step from the green sway of grass to cobblestones, as his mind balances the idea on a sea gull's wings gliding near the lit window of his girlfriend's loft, her figure centered on its linen shade forming a label to highlight the distilled air of lime blossoms and twilight. She's the essence of everything local and finds pleasure in buying tulips or sea bass from the market, arranging pewter on oak shelves and watching blue meld into lovers, shepherd and peasant girl matched beautifully on delftware tiles by candlelight. That seems enough. Yet, he questions why and envies her way of scaling life in small steps like those gabled roofs leading up to or away from the sky. To know more about this poem, about Wendy Howe All Images & Poems (En) |
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