sunday.yadnus

humidity rose to higher

levels

fine rain rids the dust from

all foliage

leaves dark inky spots

on the smalt basalt cubes

lining the streets around

weidling church.

cyclists race back home

the weekend drivers

receive a discounted car

wash

if they are on an early route

to their Sunday lunches.

the poet has to follow

domestic rules to dispose

household waste

to dedicated bins

seeking shelter at the bus stop

near the village church.

some kids explore free books

at the book-kiosk

set up by lions international

caring about education.

mr t. phoned ahead to see

if i’ll be of assistance and

wheel him to the café

to meet his client interested

in the art of his late dad.

‘on my way’, the poet told him.

sunday.yadnus

zoltanzelan

zjg-poetry’20.

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