if you send a SASE, perhaps a fish will come back
from across the sea to tell you stories of princesses
basking in winter sun, of long whites and afternoons
watching apparitions of faces in the crowded cafe,
petals on wet black boughs, and travelers who find
loneliness in so many countries.
come back to me, little princess, from across the
sea and we will bake cookies and eat faro, read
ezra and add pounds of butter to shortbread cookies.
2 comments:
Pretty clever little last line there. I like it.
So sweet!
Travelers who find loneliness in so many coutries...I can relate.
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