Agoraphobic Mind

Out there, they mock with probing eyes
And fill the air with platitudes.
Why can’t they simply walk

As I peer beyond the sill
Of shutters cast and curtains tied
This portal lays a pane of glass
In presentation fore my eyes

This

I look outside my window,
And see an old growth evergreen,
It blocks the landscape
And alters the scene.
I know behind it the

Looking outside
Your own culture

Sometimes the
Glasses we wear

May fog our
Perceptions

Our rigid thoughts
May not welcome

The learning

1945, I’m twelve years old

The war is over, life is good

Every evening after supper

Washing dishes I have a view above