Window Gazing
Window Gazing
Maureen Staley Cary
Might her mood be blue
like the curtain or the shade of sea
stripes on her dress
staring portside, about to take a step
through the open frame
lured by the soft lapping water,
a distant seagull, flapping sailcloth
a fleeting moment
rendered constant
on Dali’s canvas
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