Monday, June 22, 2015

who's afraid?



photo by Bert Stern

Elizabeth could turn it off. Smiles never just melted slowly. And now as they lounged at the pool she wasn't smiling.
"Must you go?"
"Yes". Richard said it quietly, repeating what she dreaded. Separation. Boredom at this dump. Divorce. Death. Reunion. "It is but two days work, My Love", he answered in a Shakespearean voice echoing the hollowness of an empty theater. "Besides", in his fetching Welsh now, "I read poetry, they get it down on tape, I stuff my wallet, and new jewelry for you".
"Oh...silly poetry".
He looked at her hard. "No, it's magnificent. It's Dylan Thomas. Not silly".
She turned away. He brushed his left palm on her back, keeping the right with cigarette far away. She shuddered. Children were playing and screaming in the distance, bodies hitting cold water in one splash after another. The faint sound of a little girl crying followed. Richard could not find her in the glare.
"I'll return. Soon. I will", he promised. She did not move. She said nothing at first. Then she moved onto her back, the cement of pool's edge cooler, and quoted softly, "'We are not wholly bad or good, who live our lives under Milk Wood'. No, that was not silly".
He was smiling. And blushing that was undetectable. Lighting a cigarette for her he quoted,

'I see the summer children in their mothers
Split up the brawned womb's weathers,
Divide the night and day with fairy thumbs;
There in the deep with quartered shades
Of sun and moon they paint their dams
As sunlight paints the shelling of their heads.'

She let out a long breath. They both watched the smoke rise and dissipate into the blue sky.

--

Under Milk Wood and I See The Boys Of Summer, by Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)

5 Comments:

Blogger DEE DEE said...

Beautiful take to the prompt

http://postweddingdiaries.blogspot.in/2015/06/mag-275-couple-talk.html

6/23/2015 7:04 AM  
Blogger Helena said...

You have done this Mag for us, a pure treat. Line

'Divide the night and day by fairy thumbs'

Such a cracking line!

6/23/2015 4:57 PM  
Blogger Michael said...

what an interesting story you have told

6/24/2015 2:43 AM  
Blogger C.C. said...

Lovely :-)

6/24/2015 11:25 AM  
Blogger Tess Kincaid said...

I like your subtle weave of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf and Under Milk Wood...nice Phil...I recently watched that animated version...

6/27/2015 3:49 PM  

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