dollops of lyricism

In the staccato, clangorous,
messiness of city life
one can come upon
charming bits of beautiful.
You must shut your ears to the cacaphony,
dear intrepid urban wanderer:
but stay vigilant against the silent, careening electronic bicycles
who follow no logical rules of the road or communal sharing of space,
as they ride the sidewalks with careless impunity.
Still, simple delights…



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Late on Sunday up from the River