The Alley … a poem by Alice B. Clagett

Published on 15 February 2019

Dear Ones,

Here is an early poem written when I lived in San Francisco and worked downtown there. I used to ride my blue bicycle to work …

. . . . .

THE ALLEY
a poem by Alice B. Clagett
amongst her early works

We were walking down an alley
and a child bounced out the door.
A white child kitten child
tumbled out the door.

So

we stepped over it.

Skies.
Peel.out.the.thunder.of.my.altoo.quiet.love

.

I had a bright blue silver wind machine.
It carried me to where I spent my days, asleep
so I could eat (dayfood.

And was there once that wonder in the world?

. . . . .

Image: “Cicada,” by Alice B. Clagett, late 1900s, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Cicada,” by Alice B. Clagett, late 1900s, CC BY-SA 4.0

Alice B. Clagett


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