Saturday, July 28, 2012

Helpless Relaxation*

Best demonstrated by
vagabonds in cafe window seats,
dinner dreamed or imagined:
lost to life;

or a young one
brinking sleep and waking,
bobbing from mundane to divine:
the quintessence of innocence.

*Word combo planted in my brain by Betty Smith's A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.

No comments:

Post a Comment