Explaining the Familiar

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The invisible spinners,

Eternally working the threads:

Our friend is leaving, on her way,

Is here, she’s gone …

Bringing new intensities

To mundane routines.

In explaining the familiar

We can be reminded of

It’s forgotten powers.

Of All People

The little man, from the

Poorer side of Handsome Street,

Is on the screen again:

Twice framed and

Wondering how that happened

To him of all people.

I don’t know the young strangers

Bustling, full of spring’s nervous energy,

At the table next to mine.

Nobody is here from the Sad Cafe


Nobody is fleeing fire

This week.