Watching a Woman from Across the Room
From 'The Properties of Dust'
Sitting at the window table,
watching the headlights turn to taillights
in passing
While an open door offers nothing but
the cold, silent wind.
Reading Henry James,
staring at the lipstick
print of a cold kiss
on the glass.
The lessons learned, offered
on a silver platter:
bleeding, stark, eyes open
eternally, aware, offered for those
whose tongues are bound
by the frost;
bitter, cold and binding
and lonely.
Lessons found in the
bathing glow shared by
a loving couple (not
us), intimate
in a dark booth.
Warm and earthly curves.
A live and vibrant globe
and desires to explore
new lands
burn against a stifling gale,
thirsting to flare
in the open fields
of lands rumored to exist
across the turbulent seas.
Messages waiting to be uncorked,
freed from the drifting vessel;
messages from across the
empty Atlantic.
The Properties of Dust
The Properties of Dust was a small book I put together in 2005 for a desktop publishing class at Portland State University. Many of these pieces were written specifically for the book project, and the rest date back to as early as 1990. The pieces were accompanied by a photo or two in the original book, but, in most cases, I am using different, more recent, photos with this series of posts.
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2.
3.
Watching a Woman From Across the Room
Moonrise
First Snow
Antarctic Whispers
Lines
Bedtime Prayer
4.
The Red Car
Something Lost
Slough
Home
After the War
5.
Lair
Love Poems
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A. F. Litt
Photographer, writer, filmmaker, wandering lost soul...
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