Window Poem by Laurie Dahl

Today from the partially opened window
We saw each other on the screen
The cold wind bit through the opening
Long enough to laugh, gaze, and wonder

And because today
You coax the inquisitive soul
I turn to the screen
And I gaze at the thoughts through your eyes

And because today
I think, wonder, and write
Whistling I am all alone
Myself the inhabitant of certain premises

And today out my window
Your wet hankered shirt
Shimmers toward my wet nightgown
The sleeves sail together in the wind

Today our bodices together
Bands of silk ribbon clouds
The sun appears against the cold
The wind sculptures our souls