Something Ordinary

Saint Paul, 21 April 2007

to Cindy

You're like Paris in April and May

You're New York on a silvery day.

A Swiss Alp as the sun grows fainter,

You're Loch Lomond when autumn is the painter.

~ from You’re all the World to Me, sung by Tony Bennett

On the moonless day break of late winter

Snow is a sand trap on the municipal back nine

We’re awakened by contradictions in darkness

Roused to light that defies description

This must be the hour when painters paint

But if our passions have already been painted

Stay with me to find something so ordinary

no one will bother to sing a song