#594317 added July 2, 2008 at 11:44pm Restrictions: None
Pike's Place Market
Pike's Place Market
Fragrance of sweet pea and crab on ice,
the swirls of orange, of pink and white,
the yells of the buskers, the elder Hmong
arranging the blossoms one stem by one.
This is the market of sounds and sights,
free smells, a taste of peach, the delight
of cherries begging to be bought,
fresh fish being tossed and always caught,
the catch of the day reflected a la carte
in the click of cameras recording art.
Finally at my sisters in Monroe, Washington. The first day on the bus was miserable but today was better. I journaled about my trip and will put an entry in, perhaps tomorrow.
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