New Coat
This late summer morning is learning how to breathe
while Reina embroiders on the lanai shaded by our rainbow umbrella
Pete and Willie of Villa Magic have taken five weeks to burn
scrape and sand off our villa’s century-old skin and replace it
In the kowhai a lone cicada’s love call sounds like the imperious
snapping of fingers ordering our villa to rise up
in its new coat of iceberg white
and plum trimmings: its radiance will wrap round Reina’s
fingers and needle
and the morning will breathe in admiration
© Albert Wendt April 2014
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