illustrations by rhoda penmarq
 i'm washing the dishes... this is a reality... the window and its drawn lace curtain in front of me is another reality...  through the curtain i see two doves perch on the windowsill... i watch this reality... i decide to draw the curtain aside very gently to watch them more closely... but the doves fly off...  the window is again in front of me... without the curtain... without the doves... this is another reality... now i notice the tree in the backyard... dancing slumberingly in the breeze... the glass is between me and the tree... this is another reality...  i open the window... the glass is gone... but the tree is still there... and breeze rushes in... this is another reality..  i'm not washing the dishes anymore but water is running from the tap... this is another reality...  i shut the tap... the water is gone... the sound is gone... this is another reality...  i leave the kitchen... leaving the window open... and the curtain undrawn... i'm gone... the tree is peeking through the window into the kitchen...  this is another reality...  june 2009 |
2 comments:
Lovely: It seems I continually need reminding of different realities. Critical to know and yet I always lose sight of it. The window is inspired.
thanks kathleen for these sincere and beautiful words... all of us need to be reminded... that's why we write...
:)
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