Cortnee Howard

Rookie (October 17,1989)

Fannin Street - Poem by Cortnee Howard

Serene, sorrel scrubbed and bright,
even at noon; someone else taking the
short, furtive steps. I go on noticing.

Again the clipped and seeping August light.
Where has all of this sadness
come from?

“Look away, why don’t you? ” the blind
man mutters. “Leave it all behind;

surely you are better
than this.” And I am-
And yet-

I cannot help but turn back to remark upon
tightly wound coolness of day;

upon the way the windows
rise and fall; upon the way the

young couple gathers their newspaper from
the doorstep
in the same way we might have.

© 2007 by Cortnee Howard

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