I've read this several times since I first discovered it on TWF. It is an impressive insight Jude, rich with the colors and shapes that fill the eyes and senses of the seer poet.
Uniquely and superbly conceptualized!
Blessings ...

This is wonderful, Jude. Isn't it amazing how worlds can be separated by only a pane of glass. Further, things aren't always as they seem in this stratified society. The hierarchy needs to be re-evaluated in terms of what is noble and satisfying and how nobility and a deep sense of satisfaction relates (or ought to) to "success." I once wrote of window washing using it as a metaphor for always being on the outside looking in.

Many times what one would think was such a mundain task is truly a path to pleasures. Great write. Lady J

what an intriguing perspective Jasmin -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael

I love not only the inner reflection but the outer detail so richly penned.

Great writing sweet man...Hugss

You have a unique style of writing that is beautiful and amazing.Its always a pleasure reading your works.Your poetry can take a person to another place.take care

Edwin

Jude, the writing, as always, superb: we look into that other
world to gain insight into the world we know and, perchance,the
dreams we dream. -gene.

This poem borough a thought to my mind
if the country's economy keeps going the way is going
I may have to be a window washer, can you imagine
the many things a window washer sees in a days work
through the windows
almost like his peeping through the window of your soul
I love this poem it brings many views to mind!!
Sending You Peace Love and Light!!!

Great pen! now I couldn't do that job cause of my
fear of heights... that last stanza is rich...

True. They must see so much. A unique perspective, Jude. Thanks for sharing this.
Sheila

Thank you Jude as sometimes I feel like a window washer as Jasmin said, I am often on the outside looking in. Thank you for sharing a great write.

Newfie hugs, Rose

I have a feeling you are looking from the outside in, but sometimes it takes more than soapsuds, and it certainly takes more than judgemental insights, one has a tendency when up high, to look down on the wee people. I enjoyed my friend! Jasmin Horst

A little voyeuristic, too? This one got clearer with every keystroke. Enjoyed.

Ron

Love this one...a refreshing perspective

You have offered a completely new and unique perspective, Jude. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Much different from your usual style Jude and very well done. A lot to be read but takes more than one reading to abosorb it all.
Love,
Marcia

wow! what a beautiful description of this worker and his job--a wonderfully visual descriptve write

A man that labors for a living can rest his heat at night. I would rather labor and feel good after a days work, than use up my brain cells to please people who really don't give a damn about me as a person. Only what I can do for their profit margins.
This world is a very complex world. I prefer simplicity over complexity.
Great piece of poetry portraying the two worlds... As always I admire your work.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Excellent portrayal of two worlds. R

I love the image painted here, I often wondered what thoughts would run through ones minds not only the washers on business buildings but those on apartments as well who glimpse into the lifes of so many people. I like the way he ends this with a working man's honest sleep filled with honest dreams not tarnished by the world of graft.

fee

I got to line 4, thought "What exactly is a parallelogram?...he spelled it right, commendable..." The rest of the line was intriguing. Then "spend working" sounded like a double verb, kind of awkward. Not for some people, but for you because I think you are an accomplished poet. And oh, my, you said "a extended squeegee"! (Usually, if I proofread, I will write a message to the author, but I figured you could take it on the chin.)
I think it's a great poem, honestly! The imagery and the insight into the window washer's mind are so creative and enjoyable to read.
Connie

…and don't I really want to be him!!! Through all of the headiness of feeling so important at what I do, there is a mundane responsibility that clouds the dream of accomplishment. He is without care, already comfortable with his reliance upon life's ropes and scaffolds, hanging in the air like a bumble bee enjoying the scenery and taking care of business. There is freedom in his life's work and the reflection of forever, as the windows show him the openness of the sky within which he soars while he watches those imprisoned within the corporate cage that lies inside. Excelent in depth and thick with images, this is an outstanding offering.

Take care,

Sherry

Oh, what insight you have!

"...cleansing away the soot of existence..." can we have one? our own cleansing individual that comes from time to time to take the soot away from our existence?
Have the windows cleaner the same dreams as we have when we don't hang up there looking at our reflection?
Poem to ponder.

Georg

Jude,
Fine in its detail and evaluation this is strong reality poetry and the sympathy lies heavily with the outsider, the smaller but more real dreamer in a world of dreamers and hopers and no-hopers.
John

'What we do and what we love should be a hairs-breath apart' ... and,
'Blessed are those who have found their work' ...
Your window washer man reminds me of these quotes, Dear Jude. The Buddha is said to have said the first, and the second i found in a vipassana book 10 years ago ... (originally started auto with those quotes).
Love this story poem!
xox :-D

... yeah, and I'll bet he's got Pink Floyd's 30-minute Echoes plugged into his ears, instilling his movements with that steady, dreamy rhythm! :)) I like this one second-best to laundry in your series of city life's and 'scapes, Jude... perhaps I have a thing about soap suds! It's a great counterbalance to the high-adrenalin of your "fireman" next door. Reckon you could compile this as a mini-series, centred on the "heart" of American Tragedy, showing how New York is going about it's business in the lives and minds of its inhabitants post-9/11. And I think danger's dysfunction would be in there somewhere, to cultivate the sense of potential lurking menace that never quite leaves (a poem maybe about that unfortunate photo-call fly-by t'other day?!) Now you got me going... and I ain't even onto me second cup of Earl Grey yet...!! I very much like the way the imagery "sharpens up" in my mind as we get into the clear-focus of his dream-life; all of the descriptions are clean and well-defined, but the buzz of your city picture makes me soothed and relaxed, whereas my eyes widenend with expectation as you went for the metaphysical shift. Each of us will respond differently, but the excitement with your poetry is that you manage to DO that - shift us from one plane of existance (the seen) to another (the unseen outside or within) in a trice, binding the duallism of these eexperienced realities. Another finely polished work that we can see our own image and breath in! This collection works well and is solidifying your voice and style nicely, I think. Right, time for that second cup of tea... sKweeky Kate xx

This poetry immediately prompted me to think of corporate corruption, profit taking, scam perpetrated dirty deals going down on the inside, but nice, shiny reflective clean glass windows polished by a day laborer risking life on the outside, whose safety net just may give way, and the unsure scaffolding 401K comes crashing down in Wall Street Bernie Madoff deathwish...real-time poetry, Jude...the window washer has a clean conscience...perhaps the smoky ripples of paneled glass mirrors reveal prophecy to the right one who can read the "window washer's dream"...I always love to analyze your poetry, Jude...it's left a clean reflection of the lead poet who always keeps his poetry polished, "setting the panorama to be crystal clear"...

Love,
Sage

You have incredible insight into the human soul Jude! This is splendid poetry,as good as it gets!

Love,
Eileen