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Wanted (Free verse) by Dovina

Have you ever looked east toward City Hall, its dome illuminated on misty spring night, Romanesque, reminiscent, an ancestor’s image almost visible under its arch? Someone behind you speaks, insipient history swells. You walk beside matriarchs, 1880’s migrants you descend from. Your knees barely hold you, for you belong— there on the sidewalk, so quickly linked. Have you ever stood behind someone, facing east?

INTRANSIT 3-Jun-05/11:06 AM
Um, no,heh. I just wanted to point it out. I wasn't rying to relate it to this piece. Please tell me you wander the back rooms of p/r too.




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