Eye to Eye

Peter Siedlecki

She sat across from me,
of how she wanted to be touched
by something other than clouds.

I wanted to touch her
with the one truth I know
--that one should spend one's life
learning how to love
being alive.

But her disillusionments
came fluttering out of her
like pigeons against a dark sky
and landing on me:

a crumbling monument to roses
with eyes full of yesterdays
that suddenly looked up
and took in
all of that incredible
youth and beauty

sitting across from me,
to me

And I knew once again
that my truth was true


The 2River View, 2_4 (Summer 1998)