She sat beside me in our car, quiet,
a dark skirt, a white, hand-stitched blouse
with bright Andean characters, clay dolls;
Sunlight poured through the windshield
making her violet shawl drink the warmth into the wool
radiating color, a singular band of the spectrum,
clear, bright violet, brilliant, alive in that moment,
the outer band of the arc, the bow of God,
living color, wrapped around her shoulders
to keep back the growing cold.
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edited September 30, 2017
A Violet Shawl – v5
edited July 11, 2015
A Violet Shawl – v3
(editing original)
edited July 11, 2015
A Violet Shawl – v4
(editing version 2)
Edited December 15, 2013
A Violet Shawl – v2
4/27/06 7:55pm
A Violet Shawl
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