I
I asked the pane
if I really wanted this–
the window responded
with silence.

II
Somewhere
a window is left open.

III
You could see the cat
clawing up the screen
of the window, wanting
to get in.

IV
A button pressed,
a motor whirs–
the window rolls down.
Hair, still wet from a shower,
dries.

V
The past
is just beyond that glass.
The window is stuck.

VI
Streaks on windows
just need some newsprint
and elbow grease.

VII
These words formed a window
to something only you
can see.

VIII
Does a window
need glass?