Beyond the Window

A poem on isolation

Photo by Edward Howell on Unsplash

Life used to happen in
the company of others
	beyond the window
framing glimpses of 
aspects of time, moving
beyond the company
she no longer keeps

Held motionless
by frames of time
          beyond the window
the company of others, 
repeating now
on an endless loop,            
Glimpses of life, 
reduced to reels 
turning endlessly

She dreams of the day, it 
ceases, afternoon light 
gives way to shadows, so
she, too, becomes 
what is unseeable
Perhaps a frame 
in someone else’s endless loop
Timeless
                   beyond the window

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