Wednesday, February 3, 2021

13,396. IN THE WAYBACK WORLD

IN THE WAYBACK WORLD
That darned armless harpsichordist
was back again : Every seventh Sunday
out here playing in the park. Weather
permitting, but it always permits.
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The juggler was jugging ten dollar 
bills right alongside, while some
Julliard girl with her beret on the 
ground was getting quarters for 
doing splits to the sounds.
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A wayfaring day in the merry
month of May. The fountain,
only recently turned back on for
the season, was sending fine 
spray in every direction. And
was quite the sensation:
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Children on bicycles zooming
right through it; dogs on a leap
chasing frisbees, and the leaves 
by the Garibaldi statue had just
turned Spring green. Everything
one wished for could surely be
seen  -  life become happiness
in a world seldom seen.

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