Frogpond 34.3 • Autumn 2011 (pdf) - Haiku Society of America
Frogpond 34.3 • Autumn 2011 (pdf) - Haiku Society of America
Frogpond 34.3 • Autumn 2011 (pdf) - Haiku Society of America
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The Kiss<br />
by Adelaide B. Shaw, Millbrook, New York<br />
first date<br />
following the moon<br />
through the sun-ro<strong>of</strong><br />
We are on the way home from seeing a movie, and I wonder<br />
if he will kiss me when we reach my apartment. The gear shift<br />
between us prevents me from sitting closer. He drives with his<br />
left hand on the wheel and reaches across with his right to take<br />
my hand, holds it gently until he has to shift gears.<br />
early spring<br />
brushing life into leaf buds,<br />
into me<br />
He parks in front <strong>of</strong> my apartment. There is no attempt to<br />
surmount the obstacle <strong>of</strong> the gear shift.<br />
the car door slams<br />
echoing in the quiet night<br />
my heartbeats<br />
There is an awkward pause at the door, but not for long.<br />
a flickering light<br />
as clouds skip across the sky<br />
lips touch<br />
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<strong>Frogpond</strong> 34:3 51
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