The interior is mute,
apart from November.
You see an American tourist
standing longer than anyone
at The Light of the World.
Alpha and Omega.
The way I look up
directly under the dome,
expecting more than afternoon.
Crossed paths foreshadow
celebration to come.
Cathedral-worthy.
Patience! Twenty
years is nothing.
I capture the event on film.
Overexposed geometric staircase.
And just outside those massive doors:
You. Browsing a table of books.
You. Browsing a table of books.
tk/July 2015
Lovely delivery by R.A.D. ...
Lovely delivery by R.A.D. ...
