A man loads his home—
two carts stuffed full of stuff—
on the bus.
Two of us move back.
One helps with the carts.
A man has a right to room and help
when his whole home
is on the bus.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Sidewalk Poem
Here is one of my poems, which is set in concrete in the St. Paul sidewalk system. Patrick decided to go out yesterday and photograph the poem in two places. There is a third place, which we haven't visited yet.
A man loads his home—
two carts stuffed full of stuff—
on the bus.
Two of us move back.
One helps with the carts.
A man has a right to room and help
when his whole home
is on the bus.
A man loads his home—
two carts stuffed full of stuff—
on the bus.
Two of us move back.
One helps with the carts.
A man has a right to room and help
when his whole home
is on the bus.
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2 comments:
This is awesome, Eleanor. Thanks for posting it.
I still think this is so cool...
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