Mid January, #68

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Gazing out the window
wintering sage blossoms white…
with morning’s frozen dew

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“Wait……wait……wait,” from the speaker box. ‘

Waiting to cross the street, I see a gentleman through the traffic walking towards me on the block up ahead. 

A “chirp……chirp……chirp” fills the air signaling it is safe to walk.  I check the traffic and go.
As the gentleman and I get closer, I notice the contrast in our clothes:  I in a down parka, gloves, wool hat and mask and he in a short sleeve button up and a disheveled paper mask.  We meet at the curb, his cheeks show a smile while he gives a muffled “Hello”.  I return the smile and a muffled, “Hi.”

From behind the mask, “Let me tap the crossing button for you.” 

“Thank you.”

“Wait……wait…..wait.”

In the water’s flow
the rising full-moon
dances

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The old tin building
along the abandoned railroad…
mimics the winter sky