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One Week

by Ashley Lane

Monday:
This morning, sleep-starved
and daydreaming
my eyes found yours. There was
your hazel gleam, meeting
my crust-lined blue.

It was hate at first sight.

Tuesday:
It's all about the I want/you
want

without caring
about any lost child who
was caught in the crossfire.

I never got the hang of Tuesdays.

Wednesday:
We called a mid-week armistice
for other forces were attacking
our borders.
In the center of chaos
we made like a hurricane

and let it calm.

Thursday:
The hellos were like children,
unsure if they could enter.
We both stared and stared
and I guess someone
waved a hand.

because we went inside.

Friday:
Two girls removed from the mill
and cuddling with lions.
We talk about Noe's ark and the M&M Bandit
who always told a good joke.
All is well because the tranquility

makes Mondays more bright-eyed.

03/21/2001

Author's Note: A response to Ezra Pound's "The River Merchant's Wife" written for a creative writing class.

Posted on 07/04/2007
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