In the velvet warmth of urban light

It is the third warm evening of the year.

I taste, for the first time, french fries dipped in hot mustard.

Around us, voices weave, cross, touch, flutter, merge. They wrap around us like a cloak, a cloak of humanity.

We inhale the heat of broth, of mussels, garlic, white wine and tomatoes, rising up from our metal bowls.

We sit at our cafe tables on a street corner on a wide sidewalk.

We sit at our cafe tables, basking in the velvet warmth of urban light, green sky rising into twilight blue. Slight breezes of cool waft through.

Branches still bare, the maples and oaks, weave an arch above the intersecting street. The trees, many taller than the three-story brownstones they grow in front of, line both sides of the street, all the way to the end.

All the way to the end, to the utility lines, curved fine lines of soft reddish gold, curved fine lines of soft setting sun.

I am enchanted.

In the velvet warmth of urban light

Nadia Korths

Plattsburgh, United States

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Word image (March 20 – 30, 2012, Montreal, Outremont)

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