Happiness | A poem by Louise Gluck, 1980
Eugène Delacroix, Unmade Bed , c 1824-28
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A man and a woman lie on a white bed.
It is morning. I think
Soon they will waken.
On the bedside table is a vase
of lilies; sunlight
pools in their throats.
I watch him turn to her
as though to speak her name
but silently, deep in her mouth–
At the window ledge,
once, twice,
a bird calls.
And then she stirs; her body
fills with his breath.
I open my eyes; you are watching me.
Almost over this room
the sun is gliding.
Look at your face, you say,
holding your own close to me
to make a mirror.
How calm you are. And the burning wheel
passes gently over us.
Louise Gluck, Happiness, 1980
Joseph Mallord William Turner, A Curtained Bed, with Naked Reclining Figures, c 1834
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