Saturday, July 15, 2017

Poem: "Retrospect"

Copyright © 1997, 2017
By Diana Washington Valdez


At the transit station
People huddle
While a drizzle
Chills the soul
The heart yearns;
Through a window
A face peers back
Past the gray fog,
A smile breaks;
Doors burst open wide
Rushed masses disembark;
I stand back frozen,
Held back by a thought.

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