Six Hundred Seven
Published on February 27, 2022
Friday day off
Two twenty five
Hello Minneapolis
Sunny blue skies
Back on the streets
Worry has passed
Last time assaulted
Criminals fled fast
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Dollars spent
Vehicle safely stowed
90 minutes alone
Making street photos
Replacement camera
Different lenses
Been so long
Heightened senses
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Revisiting scenes
Familiar views
85 millimeters
Compositions all new
Urban playground
Skyline unchanged
Streets unrecognizable
Landmarks estranged
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Vacant businesses
Deserted bus stops
Security cameras
Patrolling cops
Sidewalks covered
Trash and snow
The homeless gathering
Nowhere to go
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Staying aware
Avoiding surprises
Making eye contact
Confronting my biases
Friends versus foes
Challenging task
Winter faces covered
With hoods and masks
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Headphones away
Silence alarming
Scented smoke
Odors jarring
City disheveled
Waiting for spring
Fingers crossed
Covid ending
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Light reflected
Buildings of glass
Flocks of pigeons
Soaring past
Striding silhouettes
Traversing skyways
Street geometry
Shadow plays
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Proud of myself
Anxiety defeated
Stolen identity
Painful chapter completed
Back in the mix
A Minneapolis creator
This street photographer returns
Six hundred seven days later.
