Tender as the perfectly formed phrase
that Satie played,

enchanting as a story book
on a blustery night

when the blanket of dark
enfolds us close,

comforting as courage discovered
on a retreat of the moon.

Stepping into the glare
of a rain-slick street,

I turn to catch the warm glow,
smile at the window,

soft as a candle flame
through steamed-up glass.

Dave Holt is a Concord poet. The above poem was an Honorable Mention at this year’s Benicia Love Poetry Contest.

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