After Another Funeral
They are alone on the restaurant deck
that juts out over the lake. The debris
of their meal has not been cleared away.
He is talking and, perhaps, she is listening,
though she stares at the sun-stroked glare
of the whitecaps, where a cormorant
leisurely bobs, then dives. She tries
to divine when and where
the bird will surface, but guesses
wrong, again and again. After a while,
she isn't startled to see it pop up
in unexpected places, closer than before.
Copyright © 2003
Glenda Cooper's work has previously been published in Conspire, Disquieting Muses, Eclectica Magazine, The Melic Review, Mobius, The 2River View and other online and print journals. She has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize.