Fresh herbs are where it's at in the open air market
Chinese or Asian eggplants in the farmers market
Marketplace
Thin blondes and their teacup Yorkies yap
next to the baby beets, the bunches of purple basil.
A wannabe-Dylan’s harmonica whines,
but these organic buyers don’t look back.
By the heirloom potatoes, fitful typing chatters
as the Unheard Poet taps out a poem,
free, for anyone who asks, plus a bill or two for Art.
He is taking the Basho
challenge on his dusty portable Olivetti.
Hipster skulls twitch on his brown suede sneakers,
and he works his toes as he hunts and pecks his way.
Behind him, a puddle holds a scrap of lettuce
floating in
its mirrored milky sky.
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