I Leave the Window Open

blows in the window,
but I leave it open an inch
because it reminds me of a friend
and what she said.

“It can be good…”

Last Saturday
at the parade
we melted,
temps in the 90’s,
and now this, the chill
we feel unprepared for.

I changed clothes
3-4 times
stopping mid-task
to go search for
long pants
long sleeves
a sweater.

“It can be good…”

* * *

to face the window,
readying my front-row seat
for the show that’s to open soon,
the golds and reds and blazing oranges of autumn.

The suet cage
swings from a branch
and leaves rustle,

Mini-blinds up,
I’ve sat a candle near,
moved the deep cushy throw rug
to under my bare feet.

invigorated by
the light breeze
on my face,
but soon go grab a scarf
for shoulders and neck,

a light scarf
I’ll shed in the afternoon
in the kitchen.

There’s a kitchen project daily now
harvest coming in.

This is the time,
the time of chill breezes,
when what’s been planted and tended
comes to fruit.

“It can be good…,” she said.

* * *

when a chill breeze blows like this,
gentle and steady.

She who,
promoted to a position
she did not think she would like,
left IBM,
going against the advice of others,
and ventured forth
unlikely to ever find
a job of such prestige again,
likely to be laughed at long
for having made the choice.

I marveled at this,
without judgement –
I was not being asked to make a judgement –
but just the thought of it,
how she stepped outside the safety zone.

“Must have been scary,” I said.

“Yes,” she said,
telling me 15 years after the fact,
“but, you know,
to be out there,
to not know how things will turn out,
and to feel –
maybe for the first time in your life –
to feel the cold wind in your face . . .
it can be very good for you

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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One Response to I Leave the Window Open

  1. You have such a way of capturing people, offering some kind of snapshot of who they are. It’s impressive. And whoever this friend of yours is, she impresses me too!


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