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today I fall in love
with the woman at the bus stop
I fall in love with her sky blue ear plugs
and candy pink back pack
I fall in love with her half closed eyes
suggesting a foot in heaven's door
I fall in love with the way she sways
like a professional mourner
or an amateur drunk
dangerously close to the edge
of being discovered but mostly
I fall in love with the way she sings
too loudly off key
not knowing half the words not caring
I wait for the bus I want to be there
join in
when the windows shatter their applause
From Days Like These: New and Selected Poems 1998 – 2013 (Interactive Press, 2013),
Used here with the author’s permission.
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Jane Williams is an Australian writer based in Tasmania. Author of five books and a chapbook, she is passionate about travel and enjoys collaborating with other writers and artists. Learn more about her at www.janewilliams.wordpress.com.
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Wilda Morris:
Among other things, I like the underlying idea of falling in love with what we experience on any particular day.
Posted 09/02/2015 08:29 AM
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Sue:
I don't want to be a groupie - I want to be the woman! (I already sing off key, but never in public)
Posted 08/30/2015 03:08 PM
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pwax:
Yes, great ending.
Posted 08/29/2015 03:36 PM
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cork:
I can hear the glass breaking as the soprano destroys the crystal.
Posted 08/29/2015 08:44 AM
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jah:
Great ending to great description--particularly the self-revelation of the narrator.
Posted 08/29/2015 07:33 AM
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paula:
I love it!
Posted 08/29/2015 05:36 AM
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