Katie runs in order to gather her thoughts for ten hours measuring rheumy drips
Mohsen guides wayward shopping carts through the street into compliant columns
Gerald waters before the residents emerge to take their frail doses of peace
An eager spaniel won’t countenance her owner’s torpor
But I rise just
to track the sun’s swift conquest of the gloom
and to hold the dew-draped lineaments of the city to a morning’s promise
This poem was published in miller’s pond.
Andy Oram
June 1, 2021