What the poetess told him as they watched the village sun dim

I like to use poetry to capture, to loosen, to expand and to send to the remotest smallnesses, the poetess told him as an aside watching the village sun dim

I found it amusing she said to find people whose wading into this world found it like slippery tiles

It soothes me she said in a place where heated brains holding terribly bothersome thoughts, thoughts that upset their keepers keep bubbling up. They're a part of life. 

And he found the coolness of her words a softening, a repeated and repeating flow and flowering whose aroma was a balm