The Window

Early morning
Slats of blinds

From the broken window
A view of this:

In a construction site
The bright white of his shirt
He with his long legs
Sheathed in denim

Jaunty power
On the move
The focal point
A ruined dormitory

Accommodating an ancient man
Long enough for him
To seize upon the word dormir.
Saying:

Many are they who have slept here.
Many are they who have gone on.
Many are they who walk the earth
In boots of strength,

Hammer in hand
Hard hat on head
Seeking the outhouse
For relief.

August 2003