“The opera house” 11by 14in #oilpainting#pleinair in #downtown#sarasota#florida I painted this on Wednesday morning with the srq plein air painters group. Always a fun time, look us up if you want to join the plein air fun. Lots of great critiques with knowledgeable artists. 👍
He sits in a cheap downtown diner
Watching it pour onto the narrow black street below that's
Lined with cheap shacks that sell hope
To a heavy, coloured woman who works
Three shifts a day smiling at strangers to make her rent.
He sees it all from the window on the
First floor, as the last of the diners pay their bills:
A family of four – a mum, a dad, and two kids.
He looks stern, she seems pale
And the kids are busy ruffling their hair and pulling on
The velcro bowties their mother had them wear.
He sits at his table as the last of the light fades away,
Chanting "Laila! Laila! Laila!" As he taps his right foot
To some tune that just came out,
He'd just downloaded it onto his cellphone.
And he closes his eyes to the desert and
Looks down at his rags and chafed knees.
Bridled with thirst, worn by the sun, his parched lips chant her name.
He opens his eyes to the clinking of glass as
The busboy clears the table –
Bits of bread floating in an orange chicken curry, and a soda.
He ceased to be Mejnun.
And then, like the rest, he wandered off down the street
Where people sell hope at the counters.