:: Cathy McArthur



Windows





this is a pressure wash
with a commercial cleaner;
clearly you might walk through it.

in childhood, no shades,
living room
with sheer pink curtains.

let´s open some
I suggest.

a profile like my father´s,
you were sitting, moving
your arms on the sonogram screen.

birds crash into it
as if they were entering
our room. I put books
on shelves, read.

eyes are-- yours deep--
look, I´m sorry.

the higher the condensation resistance
the more efficient the frame,
two or more pieces
bond together.

Mom covers her right eye
can´t read the E--
part of a box, an L maybe

look out for strangers
or a family
of operating systems.

Under this one
I plant geraniums,
forgive you again

it´s clear--
a lasik procedure scheduled.
Replacements selected--
frames, treatments, a case.

the handhold continuous--
transparent coating
allows energy to pass through
an alignment system;
sash tilts inward,

Father in hospital, drifts
in, out of sleep.

strung out, holiday lights
windows on the world
lost forever

launch with a mission.
Here´s a different view
in light of things. An
interval of vulnerability--

Herbert´s grace,
heating and cooling on surfaces
honeycomb spaces insulate
beveled exterior
material formed into shape.

Ms. Lonelyhearts,
a neighborhood,
couples absorbed in cinema.

in this small line a bird´s eye,
a hinge you can lift.

an opportunity
one could walk inside
or move away from.

you like things closed, I don´t.

Here´s a public square
an area of space;
a weep hole, covered
keeps insects out.
Small
openings
allow water to escape.





© Cathy McArthur 2006



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