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SOME LINES FROM GREEN STREET
A cool green strand of classic Czechoslovakian glass
Glistening drops of rain falling on the glossy black hearses
The monolith of the back side of the North Beach police station
Arise ye prisoners of starvation!
The tin roof of the metal works
The deck, the patio
The inner courtyard covered in sheets of water
A light focusing a patch of wet cement
Empty clothes lines crossing overhead
Flapping dish towels on another
Some shirts on hangers hanging stiff on the fire escape
The row of inside out trousers already taken in earlier
A covered passageway between buildings
A space to get out of the rain
Joss sticks aroma wafting through the updrafts
Some flowers, some fruit
Freesia, forsythia, orange, persimmon
Quan Yin
Sometimes the tumult of tumescent thought in the mind
relieved by spaces of blankness when no words come
--David Joseph
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SOME LINES FROM GREEN STREET
A cool green strand of classic Czechoslovakian glass
Glistening drops of rain falling on the glossy black hearses
The monolith of the back side of the North Beach police station
Arise ye prisoners of starvation!
The tin roof of the metal works
The deck, the patio
The inner courtyard covered in sheets of water
A light focusing a patch of wet cement
Empty clothes lines crossing overhead
Flapping dish towels on another
Some shirts on hangers hanging stiff on the fire escape
The row of inside out trousers already taken in earlier
A covered passageway between buildings
A space to get out of the rain
Joss sticks aroma wafting through the updrafts
Some flowers, some fruit
Freesia, forsythia, orange, persimmon
Quan Yin
Sometimes the tumult of tumescent thought in the mind
relieved by spaces of blankness when no words come
--David Joseph
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