Social Seer
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CATEGORY
life
ageing man with poet's mop of gray hair and trusty walking stick
trudges through sand
halts
leans on his stick
observes an old woman
of shriveled body and hanging skin
she's stretched out on a giant towel
trying to get a tan
he wonders can he make a sonnet out of this sight
he treks on
stoops to pick up a conch shell at his feet
peers intently at it
turns it clock and counter
holds it to his ear
hears the destiny of every thing
humming through the brittle pink alleys
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