early
market morning
with echoes
of harley engines
after the sparkles
comes the rain
new york
sunday morning
crowd
warmly
aware
happy to be out of the rain
under the FDR
express way
to community
communal activity
and the local fixings for an aces dinner

#219. spring brings

April 1, 2010

spring brings

me to the river

just like the tide brings

the drifting

castoffs

or

winter breakages

valued once

as something

useful

now it rots

unless a poem saves it

or

the drifter

reclaims it

for her dinner

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