because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse



In the East End,
in a brisk wind, sleeveless,
I blow dandelions
through the abandoned lot
by the doughnut shop
across from the all-week
fleamarket, watch the minivans
pull in and out,
the oldsters settling
at the counter in turn
with the newspaper
and a cup of coffee.
Huey Lewis belts softly
from a tv screen hanging
in the front corner;
I catch you singing
into your t-shirt happy
to be stuck with you
as I sidle up to order
my glazed lemon,
and, like she means it,
the waitress smiles.

34 responses

  1. A perfectly crafted snapshot of life. It reminds me of a Jonathan Edwards poem.

    April 14, 2016 at 3:58 pm

    • thank so much, Carol!

      April 14, 2016 at 11:36 pm

  2. This is marvelous scenery.. the image of a day, of some perfection… and all the details, like brushstrokes with that waitress smiling as if she meant it…

    April 14, 2016 at 4:17 pm

    • Thanks much, Bjorn; in the marathon that is April, we find the breath of inspiration in the most simple scenes. πŸ™‚

      April 14, 2016 at 11:42 pm

  3. Love the intricate details here πŸ™‚ such a wonderful write.

    April 14, 2016 at 4:33 pm

    • thanks! πŸ™‚

      April 14, 2016 at 11:47 pm

  4. This was a great mini-movie. It’s perfect.

    April 14, 2016 at 6:04 pm

    • A mini-movie! Yes, that’s exactly it, Mosk! Thanks!!

      April 14, 2016 at 11:55 pm

  5. I’m a big fan of your work and I adore this.

    April 14, 2016 at 6:32 pm

    • Thanks so much, Jennifer; that means a lot!

      April 15, 2016 at 12:00 am

  6. She

    You have a great ear. This is solid poetry. Highly publishable poetry. I’m following you now.

    If I could invent my own heaven, this would be it:

    “in a brisk wind, sleeveless,
    I blow dandelions
    through the abandoned lot
    by the doughnut shop
    across from the all-week

    That’s poetic perfection, my friend.

    April 14, 2016 at 8:10 pm

    • wow– thanks so much– and thanks for the follow!

      April 15, 2016 at 12:12 am

  7. You captured the scene so well ~ Love that singing with the t-shirt wording ~ That’s life πŸ™‚

    April 14, 2016 at 8:11 pm

    • yes it is! and nice to be able to capture a little of the sunshine in it. πŸ™‚ thanks for reading!

      April 15, 2016 at 9:03 am

  8. I like this vivid moment in your life- can almost taste the lemon doughnut

    April 14, 2016 at 8:30 pm

    • and believe me, that doughnut was SO GOOD! πŸ˜€ Thanks for stopping by!

      April 15, 2016 at 9:08 am

  9. What a wonderful little snapshot into the moment–full of sensory details. Perhaps the Edward Hopper of poetry!

    April 14, 2016 at 8:33 pm

    • Thanks, Victoria! I always have like Hopper’s work, though to me it has a very lonely feel. Cheers.

      April 15, 2016 at 9:15 am

  10. Wonderfully described scene.. could totally visualize it…

    April 14, 2016 at 9:25 pm

  11. Okay now I am crying … and not because of any inherent sadness to the poem but rather because of my being a life long waiter and bartender … you understood in capturing a moment that we do smile genuinely … thank you

    April 14, 2016 at 10:08 pm

    • πŸ™‚ It (her smile) felt all the more radiant for that. Definitely genuine! Thanks for stopping by, Edward.

      April 15, 2016 at 9:45 am

  12. Wonderful story and not full of too many words and lines. A perfectly focused photo full of color and details that one can look at and keep finding more hidden.

    April 14, 2016 at 10:20 pm

  13. I love this. It reminds me of summers past – a wonderful snapshot and that little touch of Huey Lewis!

    April 15, 2016 at 7:42 am

    • thanks! a taste of summer in early spring– kinda exactly how it felt. πŸ™‚

      April 15, 2016 at 10:18 am

  14. mtw

    i can’t help but envy your ability to craft such a casual scene and infuse it with emotion – this poem feels like so familiar. this poem feels like home. beautifully done.

    April 15, 2016 at 4:08 pm

  15. I love the opening line” I blow dandelions through the abandoned lot by the doughnut shop
    across from the all-week flea market”, it’s a simply wonderful feeling of morning sun and life and being happy.
    The Huey Lewis addition was a wonderful addition to the “scene” and great way to end the moment -I am craving the donut too.

    April 15, 2016 at 11:45 pm

  16. very evocative, sweet, unpretentious, really enjoyed. and i do not say that about many poems.

    June 11, 2016 at 3:56 pm

    • thank you so much!

      June 11, 2016 at 4:11 pm

  17. So perfect

    April 4, 2017 at 6:03 pm


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