Richard K. Kent

Blue Shed, Ohio

 

 

Lost a little, I found it just at dusk 

somewhere along Rt. 10 in northern Ohio:

 

an ordinary shed standing all by itself

in a nondescript vacant lot, its worn blue

 

boards inviting anyone’s surprise. For what

purpose could it have served? And who chose

 

to provide this detour into painted blueness

for a stray passerby, as if to say, Look?

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(Published in Nimrod International Journal, Vol. 64, No. 2, Spring/Summer 2021)

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