West End Walk

Her shadow preceded her by many feet

as she whisked up Main Street in the still West End,

strongly backlit by the sun low in the sky.

 

The glare also gave brief life to the streetlights

and they glowed as if they were old gas lamps, not

those a modern day designer has copied.

 

Facades and doorways and holiday wreaths were

accented by the intense low rays of the

same sun that shined when these buildings were first built.

 

It seemed odd to me that a person should be

moving so quickly through a momentary

scene that the  strobe-light sun sought to freeze in time.

 

© Marty Luster 2011

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