City Morning

Richard Luftig


Here is where sunlight
has chosen to make
a stand, hoping
to stay a bit longer
but forced to the facts
hard as lost love, worn
as dull-capped clouds
that take their full measure
in a dun-colored sky,
while just beyond
a shuttered liquor store
the check- cashing place,
a tired, weed-full yards
with orphan trees, struggles
to hold on for just one more day.