Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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CURTAIN

The curtain of my window
white and sheer, separates
me from porch shade
then beyond, looking out, exit
through the air, in bright light
a plane of green, lawn until
a woodland wall of boughs
with leafy spray, trunks, branches
blow bent and gnarled
closing on, opening space
whose current, flow extended
thought, pause to meditate, lifts
and lapses this veil fluttering
filling to collapse, as breath inhales
some foreign breeze, dark shadows
in the leaves of distant trees.




Jan G. Otterstrom F. 2/29/2012