Ted Jean

at the outlets

circling back to the truck across
the rain fragrant pavement
he sighted her tacking obliquely
from the nictitating doors of
eternal retail forty years later and
lately silver and apprehended that
her unguarded gait and tidy form
had barely altered from tennis court
and steamy apartment showers so
he slowed to indulge the distance
and watch her unbackwardglancing
carriage as he had with anonymous
extravagance watched her cross
the college lawn and loved her