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Tuesday, May 07, 2013

Poem by Jan Elvee 

Thank you,
Mr. Bus Driver,
for not waiting
at the corner of
Sacramento and Octavia
even though you
must have seen
me running across
the street towards you.

For,  behold,
arriving on foot at the corner of
California and Gough,
Grace overwhelmed me with
such love
for San Francisco,
for its moist air and dazzling light,
its hills and architecture and
above all, its humanity,
that suddenly everything
and everyone, including you,
especially you,
was transformed into a messenger of

                           Jan Elvee

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