Someone bought a coffee to go and put in the opening in the plastic lid a straw.
Time passed. The person and the coffee and the to go coffee cup are not here.
Here on the sidewalk in the low-angle bright morning sunlight is the plastic lid and the straw, still together, looking kind of like a smal version of many public sculpture made of geometric shapes--circle and line in this case.
As with many sculptures like that, I don't much care for the part of the sculpture that is made of solid material. But I can feel the beauty in the shadow it makes, oval and line, pointing the way as the day starts. It's hard to know what it's pointing the way toward, but it seems hopeful.
Time passed. The person and the coffee and the to go coffee cup are not here.
Here on the sidewalk in the low-angle bright morning sunlight is the plastic lid and the straw, still together, looking kind of like a smal version of many public sculpture made of geometric shapes--circle and line in this case.
As with many sculptures like that, I don't much care for the part of the sculpture that is made of solid material. But I can feel the beauty in the shadow it makes, oval and line, pointing the way as the day starts. It's hard to know what it's pointing the way toward, but it seems hopeful.
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