Point Of View Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Point of view

Stand firm, do my job
On roads of Coquitlam.

Study shapes, plans,
History, now and past.

Plenty curves, windings,
Crescents, courts, many.

And rare are the tall poles
To carry electric.

Each step is question
About the planning:
"Who? How? When? "

Unaware, keep thinking,
While liking, disliking.

People's feet to me are
Duplicates of bees' wings
Serving the Kings, Queens.

Encounter small box
Library, on roadside.

In it books to borrow,
Take away or add up.

Attracts me the title
About "Independence."

At home, read the comments
About the book, author,
It is Ford's best novel,
Well-read in USA.

My eyes, thoughts, POV,
Have fooled me, as always
To think of Washington,
And Thomas Jefferson.