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SUNDAY MORNING, WASHINGTON SQUARE PARK

DSCF8564Two rings sit
On warm black granite
Bathed in Sunday morning sunlight.
What drama played out
Under cover of darkness—
A broken heart,
A broken dream?
And why not toss those rings
Into the fountain
To symbolize
The end,
A new beginning?

Such curiosity
Would not be
Provoked
By a pair of sneakers,
Or a scarf,
There would be
No need
To recreate the story.
But the ghost
Of Saturday night
Lingers in the air
Like perfume.DSCF8573