Afternoon early
Late morning, amble up North Parade
Connect to Woodstock, shift
Observatory, lined with pastel
cars
and characters.
And therein, a transition
Retract the colors at the corner
at the café, at the dog
along the wall
on the sidewalk.
There!
Pacing over
the brick, heels clicking
Stepping along with every glance
A post office, publisher
Exotic food and art
Drizzling from windows
Eyes wander, wonder
where to start.
In Jericho.
27 March 2009
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