Exiting the glass-and-steel hotel br Where Mom had just regaled us with a brunch br As newlyweds, so we’d be toasted well, br I felt my iraincoati whispering a hunch. br br That stylish wrap between the world and me br Said i“Look out at this slate-grey, drizzly day.”i br So, fumbling for our borrowed Jaguar’s key, br I gazed out toward the park across the way. br br Suddenly, for a moment then, time froze, br Soul bridging body, coat, car, buildings, rain br In absolute perfection and repose. br Then I walked on, and time began again. br br I met you at the car, and you described br The selfsame vision iyoui had just imbibed.