A lighted window floats through the night <br />like a piece of paper in the wind. <br /> <br /> I want to see into it. I want to climb <br />through into its lighted room. <br /> <br /> As I reach for it it slips through the <br />trees. As I chase it it rolls and tumbles <br />into the air and skitters on through the <br />night . . .<br /><br />Russell Edson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lighted-window-2/
