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Sunday After Brunch (A Sonnet) - Poem by Max Reif

Exiting the glass-and-steel hotel
Where Mom had just regaled us with a brunch
As newlyweds, so we’d be toasted well,
I felt my raincoat whispering a hunch.

That stylish wrap between the world and me
Said “Look out at this slate-grey, drizzly day.”
So, fumbling for our borrowed Jaguar’s key,
I gazed out toward the park across the way.

Suddenly, for a moment then, time froze,
Soul bridging body, coat, car, buildings, rain
In absolute perfection and repose.
Then I walked on, and time began again.

I met you at the car, and you described
The selfsame vision you had just imbibed.

Comments about Sunday After Brunch (A Sonnet) by Max Reif

  • (2/8/2006 11:23:00 PM)

    The sonnet has always been my favourite form of poetry. This piece is well crafted
    Max. Fully aware of the level of difficulty involved with penning the genre. I've just posted 'The Ultimate Voyage & Sonnet To Lee' recently.


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  • (6/23/2005 5:16:00 PM)

    Those moments are few and far between. Nicely done sonnet. (I always think a person shouldn't call himself a poet until he has written a sonnet.)


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 23, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 23, 2005

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