Two Young Women

A fragrance heavy as dust, and two young women
motionless as manikins, dressed in black.

The white moth of timelessness flutters about them,
unable to leave the cool light of their faces.

One holds the other’s head in her hands
like a mirror. The other leans into the long fingers

knowing how heavy her beauty is. Eye to eye,
breath into breath, they lean as if frozen forever:

a white cup with two lithe figures painted in black
and the warm wine brimming.

—Ted Kooser


Published in: on January 13, 2010 at 11:47 AM  Leave a Comment  

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