Dear Shiny Buick Man
in York PA,
You’ve lived in my upstairs hall closet
over two years now, in a frame and mat.
I wanted to tell you
I took your picture
one January Sunday
just before I pulled out of the lot.
I lifted my camera off the front seat,
shot you quick, no time to focus.
Your car caught in a lovely light,
a luster pristine-
and you in your tie.
Maybe you were coming from church.
Or going.
Codorus Creek on your left,
but not the whitewater part.
The Heritage Rail Trail
(no trains that day)–
I want you to know
how I admire your fuzzy dice,
how they dangle still
frozen in that moment
from your rearview mirror.
I think you saw me.
But didn’t know what happened
so I thought I should write and tell you.
I hope you don’t mind.
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A letter poem of address
to an unsuspecting man
who was just driving along
minding his own business.
He looks like he’s looking right at you.
Looks like it’s off a movie set
Ruth, I love the title of your poem!
You have totally caught the essence of a time gone by….
That HAS to be Ruth’s Art entry [I said to myself] as soon as I saw the photo of the beautiful car!!!! Thanks for including the poem in the blog!! xooxooo
Loved it at Poe.Art and loving it in the blog. Thanks for sharing Ruth.
He is probably still wondering why that woman took his photo that day.It’s a graet shot.
Love the pic of the Buick! 😎
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