postcard #1 – budapest

they call paris
the city of lights
and twinkling on screen
i believe it

but here the cardboard
comes to life
passed through the hands
of me
of you
of countless
postal workers
of bridges lit up
carrying light across
the danube
glowing like
so many
strange nebulae
a skyline of dark
and amber
a gilded series
of shadows

the pearl of the danube
laid in gold

[this is a series i will work through, i think, on days when i don’t have specific other creative plans in place – hence the name]

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