Tag Archives: hotel
W
That between hotel rooms doorway, loop hole in my story, rarely used, opens questions to the last fading balcony light. Is it one door or two? If one, does it lock on both sides? If on only one, who chooses … Continue reading
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems
After the Resurrection
To eat lemon cake with a spoon, to dream of walking on that bridge with you (not beneath it in a tourist vessel), to be so confident grace will follow is to be willing to go where there are no … Continue reading
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems
The Other Side of Block E
Multiple star, high end hotel with its opaque smoke and mirror windows and dark corridor leading to a bar she just wants to see to steal a setting for her make-believe life. She doesn’t wear her glasses. She won’t go … Continue reading
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems
Bath, Ohio (Day 2,568)
Polka-dotted purple martin hotels create symmetry for one home not far from Retreat Drive. A warm Sunday morning late November south of the lake by many miles. I don’t really know where I am— only that I’m not framing my … Continue reading
Filed under Day Poems
