i saw him there
rounding the corner
that young man winter
carrin’ his bag to check
in to a second story room
in the old neighborhood
photo taken on hawthorne street
east portland oregon
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This is so essential Oregon, yes? The rain, the cafe, the street, the gray sky… At least it is so in my imagination!
This looks like a great story to me – perhaps a mystery. What is in that bag, and where is that young man going?
And he came forth from a one-way street, in the opposite direction.
Awesome! This photo almost makes me want to go shopping. Almost…
…and all of a sudden there was this chill…Great poem and words!
I wonder where he's going…
I feel the dampness …
Miss Nancy,How I have missed you!! (Catching up to myself from this move–finally.)This image and poem make me think of the Beatles for some reason. And doesn't that gal look like she's dancing?!Blessings.
I can almost smell that wet pavement. You have a wonderful eye for colors and moments. Cool poem too!!