Seated On A Park Bench – Grace Pending

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Seated On A Park Bench – Grace Pending

Seated on a park bench overlooking the great bay, I find myself embracing the sounds sneaking up from behind.

A ragtag band of well-wishers is heading this way. Sounds reminiscent of a generation’s jazz greats – all of the enthusiasm, none of the skill.

It’s a day to welcome home the men and women from our town whose talents, both inborn and coerced, allowed us to thrive here full-throated and free of chains.

The ship and the rag-taggers arrive simultaneously, as if that were somehow planned far in advance. But nothing was planned.

The ship’s transports descend and disappear among us. Ghosts from another era.

The band quickly follows.

Seated on a park bench overlooking the great bay, I find myself embracing the sounds sneaking up from behind.

Sounds now freshly covered in silence.

Peace

Copyright (TZampino) 2020

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