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Hamlet House

Posted in landscapes by Denise Rafkind on January 5, 2015

In a past life I can remember,
looking out that window.
There are ruffles in my dress,
and on my sleeves.
I see a horse drawn carriage with a man in it.
Someone I don’t quite recognize.
He’s reaching for something – something colorful.
Flowers perhaps? My blurry eyes do not obey.
I can hear raucous laughter,
and muffled moments;
We knew they were historical,
but didn’t know the measure.
But who is “we”?
The man in the carriage looks up at me,
and tips his hat.
I feel a warm hand on my back.
This feeling is repetitive.
But when I turn, I see no one,
but a long, winding staircase.
And my vision goes blank,
and I’m back,
but I know I was there.

 

(A note and background about this photo, Hameau de la Reine, built for Marie Antoinette in 1783. It served as a private meeting place for the Queen and her closest friends, a place of leisure. The grounds contained a meadowland with lakes and streams, a classical Temple of Love on an island with fragrant shrubs and flowers, an octagonal belvedere, with a neighboring grotto and cascade.)