The sun sends sideways glances to our eyes
Approaching winter, we fear lthe ong  cold nights
With the  sun we go down low, then rise

Annually frost  will brings us great surprise
We complain about a  lack of light
The sun sends sidelong answers to our eyes

Do we think all past  cold winters  lied?
That nevermore would snow and   sharp cold bite?
We with the  sun must  go down low then rise

The day is shorter,go to bed with sighs,
Unless you have new lovers to delight
The sun sends  longer shadows to our eyes

Those with  lover hot must  wear disguise
As jealous  neighbours might just pick a fight
All with sun must go down low and then rise

Death and resurrection  multiply;
Infinite the  wakings to new life
The sun sends   shattering glances to our eyes
We see the shadows,  destiny is  ice.

 

 

Trying to see things from another person’s perspective means

1.We acknowledge there are other people on this earth and not only here in our country.
2.Their point of view is  of value at least some of the time unless they are drunk or sick or some other problem affects them
3 Imagination and willingness to try to look at the world differently and to be polite to those who differ from us if possible [Don’t declare war]
4 And letting them know why you see things differently if appropriate

 

Mary was looking through the  front window trying to guess whether her  neighbour’s car was there; she did not want to meet him if she went outside.  To her surprise she saw her neighbour on the other side, Annie walking down the road wearing a brand new  and lovely sheepskin coat
I wonder where she has got that coat from, Mary wondered to herself
She never mentioned that she was going to buy an expensive coat for the winter. perhaps she’s been lucky in a second-hand shop, but even second-hand it will be pretty expensive
She opened the door and called out,Hello. Annie  came running in just like Dave the paramedic.

Hello Mary is there something wrong  and she asked her gently?

Nothing is wrong I am just  envious of your coat.

Why would you like to be my coat? Are you a lesbian?
Do you want to keep me warm in a manner of speaking

I should have said I am jealous but that doesn’t sound right  either does it; what is the right word? I wish that I could afford a coat like yours is that envy or jealousy?

Said Annie I don’t know. I never used to listen to  the nuns when they were talking about Ethics and morals I used to stare out of the window and imagine what it would be like lying on the grass with Fred Astaire or  Leonard Cohen

 I wish I was  able to do that,said Mary .but my father died  when I was 8 years old and it gave me a feeling of guilt which has never really left me. So I always paid careful attention to all the sins  the nuns told us about ; then I would make list of sins or feelings and try to understand what they meant
But envy and jealousy are quite difficult
No they are not said Annie ,jealousy is a three person : you have your husband or boyfriend but you worry another woman might tempt him away

Well you  tempted my husband  away,Mary told her ruefully

Why, were you jealous ? said Annie.At least he was near home  and you knew that I was looking after him while you were at work>What ever looking after him means she said, thinking of Prince Charles and his first wife Princess Diana.

Envy is a two person relationship , you envy  me my coat and you will kill me to get it or destroy me and the coat and knock my house down

Don’t worry I don’t feel like that, said Mary but I’d like to know where you got it from as the weather has gone very cold and it might be just the thing for me

Well I stole it said Annie cunningly

My goodness you are a very wicked woman how do you bear the shame i

Why are you still friends with me ,asked Annie  her politely?

I don’t really know. I suppose I like you and  Stan was bored being at home all the time except for Emile so I suppose I got used to it.  I found the whole thing quite intriguing I wish I had got married again so that you could have had an affair with my second husband but unfortunately I don’t seem to  know how to get one .
Where do women get them from?

God Only Knows  cried Annie in a rude tone of voice;s you can’t buy them in  a shop ;some find them online at places like tinder and other people flirt with all the men at work until one of them gives in

My problem is I don’t know how to flirt ,Mary admitted nonchalantly

You do know how to flirt Annie said. You must
No I don’t
I thought it was genetic .are you telling me it is down to the environment?

That makes it sound rather like IQ ,Mary told her

I just never felt free enough to wink and flutter my eyelids,How did  you learn,Annie

I don’t really know it just seems part of my personality. Maybe it would have been better if I had studied Hebrew and Greek but unfortunately I failed all my examinations except those is  involving men’s bodies

You are awful, said Mary I  have only seen one man’s body and that was my husband’s

Well if are you happy with your husband what’s the point of loooking at  other men’s bodies?

I suppose you  had better come inside and let me try that  coat on

Alright  said Annie. I didn’t steal it that man in the house with a tartan wallpaper gave it to me, do you remember him. I was trying to get him into bed but he wanted to marry me ;I didn’t want to get married again so he very kindly buys me many presents like coats and silk underwear

Do you think it’s right to accept such expensive presents from an old man who wanted to marry you?

Well if we were married I would have spent a lot more,Annie informed her geometrically

I guess you’re right said Mary. if he wants to give you something  it’s not evil although it might make some people think that you are a kept woman

 They both burst out  laughing at this old fashioned name  and walked into the kitchen where Emile was looking at a goldfish in a bowl as if  it was the Pearl of great price

And do you know, it was.

I was struck by your words
I hope they didn’t make holes in your face
Think nothing of it
It’s hard to think of nothing
I meant, don’t keep  brooding
Hens brood
But you are not a hen
Well,I’ve been called worse
Worse than what?
Anything you can imagine
I never imagine
Do you mean you don’t day dream?
I control my mind with a rod of iron
But your mind is not a physical object
Well, what is it then, a spirit?
Descartes said so
I’ll drink to that.Pass the brandy