From the collection published in 2020, Use All Your Eyes to See.
On the Sidewalk in the County Seat Forty Years Ago
He saunters down the street. Purses his lips
whistles something tuneless because
well, because it’s a
Lovely spring day. There’s plenty of scenery
and always more coming along.
Isn’t that right?
Yes, it is. It’s right all right.
Lovely spring day. He said:
hey there don’t I know you from somewhere
Two words: get lost
Who me are you talking to me
You bet I am.
You heard me.
She crosses the street at the traffic light
flaps her hand in front of her face
as if to shoo away a fly
A gust of pink petals
from a cherry tree
making the most of its street-side location
showers her as she steps up on the curb.
Lovely spring day. It’s right all right.