Marble Bench and University and First

Marble Bench at University and 1st

I walked downtown waiting
For my oil to change.
I ran into the watercolorist.
The same one I saw at the post office.

Other than a few artists
This town (the downtown part anyway)
Has nothing but bankers and weary workers.
Hard-working weary African Americans.

A student may wander down to a bank
And there are a few tellers.
Mostly there are hard-working African Americans:
Scuffed hardhats with dirty plaid pants.

Or thin corduroy coat, red and blue sweater
With Florsheim shoes and leather cap.
It’s awfully cold today, except for the artist
Who must be hanging a new show at the bank.

Maybe I will shock her and walk
Across to say hello. She’ll think she’s got a groupie.
She may even let me help her hang one or two,
It’s bound to be warmer than this marble bench.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 1984. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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