Sydney Cast in Shadow
The garden stroll before a matinee ballet
birds of paradise gawking these palms this lushness
this pristine park dustless alley
these streakfree storefront windows
this cloudless painless blue this skyline
etched with geometric concrete waves
jutting saucer tower arcing bridge
sailboat-speckled placid harbor this paper bag
soaked in grease from fish and chips
Me too far away to see
my blurred face bare legs fingers tugging skirt hem
neverending steps the opera house
perched at cresting point behind me
This map too small in scale its cartoon skyscrapers
outlandish fountain dozen golden arches architecture
arc and angles exaggerated too whimsical
to accommodate the shadowed blocks we walked
cabs we didn’t wave sweaty footprints pressed to sidewalks
heels in hand this vast gap between where we were
and where we hoped to be.
Sarah Marie Wells 
hi, i popped in from kilauea’s place. marvelous string of discriptive words – i’m wondering what sydney looks like in light
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