Morning Walk In Mayfair
Subdivision
The county crew are removing the wooden planks
Around the corners of the sidewalks
They believe the north wind
Has honored their requests
They trust the early frost
Has rushed their works
There are no sketches from the hurried birds
There are no kisses from the scurried leaves
There are restrains from the detoured dogs
There are complaints from the demurred ducks
I look for the cobblestone streets
From Li Po's Dynasty
I find this blank page
Of a new journey
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