Saturday Poem / Courtship

The curtain hides one window, / the other bare. / Shade covers one eye ...

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The curtain hides one window,

the other bare.

 

Shade covers one eye,

the other blue.

 

One window is blind,

the other deep.

 

I live in a house between

two doors, one pinhole,

one filled with glass.

 

When you come,

I step to the pane,

posing best I can.

 

I watch you leave

through the pinhole.

I follow your skirt

 

and your lilt, and the way

you seem to know

of my watching,

 

even when you’ve

disappeared, pretending

you’ve vanished

from sight.

Eugene Hirsch

Eugene Hirsch, retired director of professional education at Forbes Hospice, has taught human values in caring for sick and dying people for 50 years. His poems have appeared in medical and non-medical journals, two books and numerous anthologies. He is a member of the Pittsburgh Poetry Exchange.


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