Orpheum Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Orpheum



A circle of bricks, some with names, sit adjacent to
Orpheum Theatre.

It's a beautiful old building, actually restored and
made a historic site.

Intricate carvings, forming a balcony and ornamental
top on the outside of the building.

Carved faces looking out, laughing, crying, jeering
as people pass by.

Such a beautiful site - too bad it's marred by an
ugly modern city with no archaic class or ambiance
at all.

Thursday, August 14, 2014
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