A PHOTOPOEM BY J.Q. COOLEY AND ANNA GRACE

                                                    hats one two three four

                                                    buildings, people, watchful men:

                                                    brothers for today.

                                                    give flight to the day!

                                                    tiny hunter play play play!

                                                    laughter of the small.

                                                vanilla vendor,

                                                hither thither morning time

                                                strangers shuffle past.

                                                    urban art smattered,

                                                    oblivious he passes.

                                                    the ink fades with him.

                                                    hark! she fjords the square,

                                                    a walking revolution.

                                                    she’s almost there.