This Damp, Grey Morn



This Damp, Grey Morn

In the sheltered doorway
of a yet-closed shop
sleeps a man wrapped
in a thick blanket

A wave of pigeons swoop
around the plaza
then rest on the
center statue  
and the eaves of the
white-washed church

Up on the balcony
of the iglesia’s bell tower
a man in black wanders …
… then waits …
and disappears
in the swirling fog


Author:
Lorraine Caputo
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