21
Aug
09

Breathing

The wind is blowing

Through the glass chimes

That were purchased

When my daughter was still an infant

And the glass angel

Caught her eye

And then her fingers

In the local shop.

Allegedly,

We’ll see rain tonight,

In southern California.

The air is damp

With rare humidity

As the chimes clink

And the curtains blow

In and out

Against the window-

As if the apartment

Is breathing

Deep,

Heavy breaths.

Timothy Vance Jackson

August 21. 2009

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