Wednesday, 5 November 2008

This Small Window

Sandwiched among apprentice boys,
tea & scones laid out across the grubby breakfast bar,
we speak of parents and kids,
holidays and fiscal pain
hands brushing lightly now and again.

To your left a small window lets in just enough light
to pick out the silver in your hair,
hover over my crow's feet,
remind us just how starved of it we are,
in a concrete bunker like this.

Such a small window
but such an illumination
in these darker autumn days.

2 comments:

tanuj solanki said...

the image u create is astonishing...

Jillian said...

Thank You. How so?