Tony D'Arpino

A Coastal Path


We followed the path above the sea

that was hidden by summer fog.

On the cliffs the sun was blazing

and we came upon two lines of laundry

hung on either side of the path

where it circled a large stone house.

A woman waved and asked us in.

She showed us the view from the windows

where the fog still held the coast and the sea.

She spoke to us about marriage

and love and offered tea.

We said yes, we had these things.

She said we should be careful

and treasure this love like a path.

Her eyes were the colour of fog

and as we left the day was clear.