She’s the one I’ll remember,
among the five pale figures who wander in
like blown leaves, early for lunch:
The way she peers around an arch,
half an inquisitive face, the joints
and fingers of one white hand.
The way her eyes seem to ask:
What’s happening in the lounge?
What is that music? and stare
across the low, brick fountain
as if she has a story to tell
or expects news or messages.
But we and Kuhlau let her down,
and she turns and drifts away,
looking for a place to light
in that meadow of linen tablecloths
and folded napkins at each plate.
About the Poet: Pushcart nominee John Palen’s Open Communion: New and Selected Poems was published by Mayapple Press in 2005. Since then he has had chapbooks published by March Street Press and Pudding House, and poetry, fiction and memoir appearing or forthcoming in Sleet, Prick of the Spindle, Gulf Stream, Citron Review, Poydras Review, Upstreet, Elder Mountain, The Chaffin Journal and other publications. He lives in Central Illinois.