Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Remembered from magazines

Now I live
other people's lives
in other people's houses,
padding barefoot through
strange familiar rooms
recognizing on the walls
paintings and photographs
from prints in textbooks
that I once read
leafing through novels
that I'd been meaning to buy
cooking with spices
that I have seen mentioned
in televison travelogues
glimpsing faces
remembered from magazines
in the mirror
and wondering who
they're turning into.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Tres nice...but you forgot the Saturday morning bagpipe serenade.

coyote said...

Oh, no I didn't, Nonny... that would be impossible. It penetrates everything around me. I felt a need to keep it out of this serene little piece of virtuality.

Day Dreamer said...

Haunting and lovely.