Saturday Poem / Girl with Dog in the Time-to-Wash Parking Lot

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Wilkinsburg, Pa.

Which of us can say what exactly it was that

made it such a stunning image? But both of us

caught it, the timing perfect, as we drove down

South Avenue after a long day of loading books

and records, CDs and DVDs into a 24-foot truck

at an old house out in the north hills of Pittsburgh.

Was it the long hours we had worked on a Sunday

or was it the light of the day over the laundromat?

Or the unbridled joy of both girl and dog dancing

in their small circle in the busted gravel of the lot,

leaving their feet and returning to the ground again?

It was no doubt all of those things, and perhaps

something else, something like the word duende,

an inarticulatable feeling, like the birth of a song.

— Scott Silsbe

Scott Silsbe is a poet who works for Caliban Book Shop and lives in Garfield.

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