Cacao, Chicago
Chocolate is this winter morning
on the Michigan Avenue Bridge.
Below, a boat cracks open the river.
Above, the Wrigley Tower lifts
time like a gift to the gray sky.
West, upwind, the chocolate factory
is pouring steam into the air.
I huddle on the bridge and inhale
the bittersweet air that breaks
in my nose and makes my mouth go moist.
Published in Kansas Quarterly, v.22, no. 3, Summer 1990
Chocolate is this winter morning
on the Michigan Avenue Bridge.
Below, a boat cracks open the river.
Above, the Wrigley Tower lifts
time like a gift to the gray sky.
West, upwind, the chocolate factory
is pouring steam into the air.
I huddle on the bridge and inhale
the bittersweet air that breaks
in my nose and makes my mouth go moist.
Published in Kansas Quarterly, v.22, no. 3, Summer 1990