Waiting At A Crosswalk In Eau Claire, Wisconsin Poem by Alyssa Rieper

Waiting At A Crosswalk In Eau Claire, Wisconsin



Chin-kle,
Stuck at the corner of two names
Earl is bare and aged
the name of grumpy old neighbor
or grandfather

Crossing Farwell, a timeless and slow name
the title you would give a collection of photographs
taken in the 1930s

If they had the littlest thought to my ephemeral stance
the emerald go ahead would be given,
my wait would be over

But as the warm breeze tastes the back of my neck,
shoves a fistful of blonde around my face,
and whips my cheeks
I get impatient

Chin-kle, chin-kle, chin-kle
just a reminder
to Earl and Farwell
that I am very cross
for not being able to

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