Picture Postcards

Semi-apocryphal,
a love story devolved
into landscapes etched in green -
fodder for tourists
as a side-note,
and traded the mysterious
associations and nocturnal webs
for a laugh track.

A cure for paranoia
involving cloaks, no daggers,
and a thousand-year conspiracy,
heavy on the symbolism -
was your definition of education
in the twilight of our youth.
I had to smile.
Your paintings never had streets,
just buildings,
this seems significant,
in passing, like a snow day,
or postcards from strangers,
expressing generic goodwill.