Tag: poem

a tourist stops me and politely asks for a photo i oblige quite happily halfway through ginko

echoes from the steel beams of bridge pigeons coo

after the ginko replaying the walk from memory

do you remember the beautiful face of night

turn off the lights and bask in the darkness

birdsong after dark taming the night

downtown warm bodies drifting in the autumn breeze

autumn dawn we wake with the gift of half sleep

cold water this frail body ripples and spasms

a rhythm away from nocturnal chaos