Francis Santaquilani


That Window? - Poem by Francis Santaquilani

That window? Oh,

That's another brother's room.

He only comes out in winter, though.

Even if he stood on a beach

Facing a golden sunset with his

Feet covered in warm sand and

Gulls chattering and skimming

Over the breakers,

He'd only see an abandoned barn

in a field of new snow ahead and

He'd only hear the crunching

Of ice glazed gravel under

His boots and an

Occasional cawing crow.

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Comments about That Window? by Francis Santaquilani

  • (4/1/2009 4:05:00 PM)

    I have to admit... the tactile presentation of barn, crunching snow, and cawing crow could well linger in my memory longer than the postcard sunset. -chuck (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 30, 2008


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