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One Minute

One Minute

written by: Heidi Baker



Downtown tower bells ring a five o’clock
going-home song of varied tones, for all
the wearers of neckties and dress shirts,
black flats and sensible skirts.

Office workers are finally free.

A dog reaches his high-pitched bark
all the way to my café table
on the next block.
His call for attention is underlined
by the grey tones of rolling tires.

Everyone has a destination.

Three feet away a gathering of small talk
lifts and fades, rises again, then ends
with chimes of laughter
a smiling silence
a ripple of half waves.

I write their story in the late afternoon.

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