I. First and Broadway Softly

I. First and Broadway

Softly, she is clapping the beat with her hands-
the color of silt and cowry-
at a bus stop on Broadway and First.
From her mouth flows a melody
that courses through moods,
and words that roll and roll, “The Lord,
he blesses me. He blesses me,
this beautiful morning. He blesses me. The Lord...”