Market Day Poem by Frederick Kesner

Market Day

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squashed cabbage leaves,
crushed petals, broken stems
strewn along grey slush


wind whisks cobbled street,
gravel crunches under
hooves and booted feet


rain-drooped marquees
whisper freshest gossip;
clock tower tolls on the hour


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Saturday, January 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Frederick Kesner

Frederick Kesner

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