In Alabaster Books
the clerk and I,
we read Sophie Calle
ask two blind men
what their definition
of beauty is.
It is a day of marvelous
insight
from blue veiled nuns
washing along the subway platform
to tears rivering down my
cheeks
I ride subways all day long
uptown
downtown
each turn
I am along for the ride
and it takes me places I never expected.
-- 9/2010
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