Suzanne Hayasaki

Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
Suzanne Hayasaki
Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
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City Scenes

An old woman sits on a folding chair
Outside a dilapidated shop with peeling paint
Talking on her phone in bellicose sing-song tones
That sound alien to me but like home to someone.

An aggressive young man pushes past me on the street
Phone to his ear, eyes on his watch,
Barking opinions to someone on the other end
Who I imagine is just as distracted by his own importance.
A homeless man sits resignedly on the street,
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Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: city,compassion,hopelessness
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COMMENTS
Glen Kappy 31 August 2018
good questions in the fifth stanza, suzanne. they have particular poignancy right now for me as i have taylor's words from my stroke of insight fresh in my mind from today's reading of her. -glen
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Unnikrishnan E S 12 July 2018
Hi Suzanne, Marvellous piece of write. The vagaries of life make us wonder about its very purpose..... A homeless man needs care, but life is so uncaring, so he won’t get it...Everybody is so engrossed in his own importance...... Vow! Very poignant poem...
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Robert Murray Smith 20 June 2018
The city life has many scenes. Well penned.++10
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Suzanne Hayasaki 20 June 2018
Thank you very much for taking the time to leave a comment Robert!
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