Window At 5:15

April 13th, 2013 by Magdalena Tabor

The afternoon sun
Plays at the window.
Tasting the stained glass
Like candy in a jar.
Every medallion,
Every fragment
In brilliance
Inside my mouth.

Her shadow passes.
Her flickered flame
Like a butterfly
Just outside the net.
The showcase dims.
The jewel box empties.
Precious gems
Of stolen moments
The pauper does without.

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2 Responses to “Window At 5:15”

  1. K. Scot Sparks Says:

    Thanks, Magdelena. Best to you guys!

  2. magdalena Says:

    You’re very welcome! Best to you.

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