Kit Kelen #186 - a gallerina sits

186

a gallerina sits

Glebe Point Road

day after the election

a poem for Anna and Hilik's shop

street of all passing

eyes cast in, cast past

cars pass

they are the age succeeding

and voices

a throw of shadows

leaves dried for the breeze to chase

winter

there must be somewhere else to be

cars slow past

they are the age

all this light cast

sunshine spilt

the colours drawn in doors

it's only the gallerina

watching the street

catches a glimpse of the sky