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Rodrigo Lopez's avatar

Thank you so much for this Sarah.

Lovely

💖🙏

Barb's avatar

Here's my resulting poem. It's not great, and doesn't adequately capture my pleasure in that moment. But....

Jazz to the north,

Venders' tents to the south,

but in between I walk alone past graying buildings

in the crisp, still air.

A dry leaf skittering along the curb startles me.

I own this moment.

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