Authors

  1. Mysko, Madeleine MA, RN

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From Mrs. Carlisle's window I can see

 

across the jumbled roofs and tree-tops, all

 

the way downtown. South Street I cannot see,

 

and yet I know on my back stoop the rain

 

is watering the pink geranium

 

I bought on Saturday, and pouring down

 

the walk and underneath the alley gate

 

to where the row of beat-up trash cans shine

 

like baptized sinners standing in the river.

 

But I must get to Mrs. Carlisle now.

 

She's waiting for her breakfast, gazing toward

 

the light, although she hasn't sight for more

 

than shapes-the dark that's me against the panes,

 

but not this view of Monday morning rain.

  
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