ekphrastic poem:  after Young Woman at a Window – Salvador Dali

through the window, and across the bay:
a sailboat, and a tree-lined shore.
the sky is flat and gray, yet luminous,
what’s more: the breeze that touches water
goes its way, lifting curtains, curls, and sails
like this, like this, like this.
the waves on the surface; the folds in her dress.
the eyes that take in without focus
and forget the wall and window sill
to hold and remember and feel