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18th Street Omens

February 12, 2008

heavy sidewalk traffic
barely an open seat in Tryst

we sit and watch women squeeze
through the crowded bar, wincing at
the slow tremor of tectonic behinds

some of us have been
in solitude long enough
to know it’s a desert
where every woman so far
has been a mirage

this morning’s horoscope
said good news of a long-
awaited event will arrive soon

I look for omens everywhere
and wonder if the watermark
under my glass is a sign
of an approaching oasis

by Alan King

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  1. Ivy
    February 12, 2008 at 12:10 pm

    Fantastic.

  2. February 12, 2008 at 9:33 pm

    alan, this is a brilliant piece. i could see the tryst scene. i especially like the watermark statement. as always, i enjoyed your work. tyou for hipping me to this wonderful new blog journal. peace and poetry, ananda

  3. Jo
    February 13, 2008 at 2:33 am

    Very evocative, the ‘water’ theme is beautifully woven.

  4. February 13, 2008 at 10:07 am

    What a tight-written, fine poem. Thank you, Alan.

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