rachel-menard:

Saw this guy just after we ate- people would walk up to him, hand over some change and spit out some words, and his fingers would begin to fly. I was too intimidated to ask him for a poem, but Sarah bought two, for $3 each- “Indecision” and “Age”. Indecision was for me, and read as follows:

“Perhaps she’ll love the green of Portland

Flowing off into the hills

Where again I learned to feel

Or maybe the crowded hive of New York

Buzzing into the seam of morning and night

Or the path not yet displayed

and I am lost in so many ways

Like Carolyn’s smile in Ireland

I can contemplate again and again

But knowing is just a thought back to when.

Lynn Gentry

lynngentryprose.com

Indecisive

985 Valencia

July 1, 2012”