Sunday, October 9, 2022

Inanimate




Weeping willows

shoulder to shoulder,

mid-century Victorians

lean upon one another.


Wired webs woven atop

Holy wood poles high above

jumbo jets roar toward a stop-

on the runway not far off


in the distance

skyscrapers pierce 

the solid grey sky

Nothing minds my glance.


Nothing moves

unless moved

by something outside 

Itself. 



Image credit: 803 WHITAKER STREET, DETAIL OF PORCH, NORTHEAST CORNER - Savannah Victorian Historic District, Bounded by Gwinnett, East Broad, West Broad Street and Anderson Lane, Savannah, Chatham County, GA, in Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons. 


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