A flickering red bulb,
scent of vanilla atop
of a glass table,
white embroidered curtain
undulating as it is caressed
by the wind,
picture frames of
irregular shapes
all facing the doorway ,
an array of books
above the closet with the
T.V on,
playing
Beethoven’s symphony
in an orchestra-
the wooden door
bangs, complementing
every measure
of the beat
-wind suddenly
breathes.
nino Said:
on March 18, 2008 at 12:46 am
Almost there. I thought something or other was evoked, but then was lost. What was it? It lacks more telling details. (And perhaps you need to lose some that don’t help focus your idea.)