Turista

In a market
way to the south
among the bananas
and goat heads
a man, dragging ragged legs
on a greasy wheeled board,
begs another day.
His sores are my sores,
his voice a cathedral chime.
I proffer coins
as red and yellow stalls
channel the herd of us
around islands of distraction.

 

Gary Lark

About Gary Lark

Gary Lark’s work includes: “Without a Map,” Wellstone Press, 2013, “Getting By,” winner of the Holland Prize from Logan House Press, 2009 and three chapbooks. His work has appeared in Beloit Poetry Journal, Hubbub, Poet Lore, and The Sun. Three poems were featured on The Writer’s Almanac with Garrison Keillor.
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