October 11-12, 2018

Thursday - Middle Evening

it is Thursday, middle evening

up in his room Andy strums

his brand-new acoustic bass

(a lovely Denver, if you ask)

Beth and I sit below him here

together in our shared isolation

tablet and book relaxing minds

laying aside the care of the day

our puzzle, untended, for now

waits our return to its charm

(New York vacation memories

of our visit a few weeks back)

Julia walks home from her car

she left it at Active for work

(my ear attuned to her return)

Doris with her weekly friends

play their games in the kitchen

distant loves once more near

warm inhabit tender thought

familiar pleasures sweetly ring

within the happy walls of home

it is Thursday, middle evening

we in each our own way unwind

enjoying rest at this end of day