Sunday Evening

By on Sep 24, 2010 in Poetry

Sunset over parking lot

A man throws away trash and meanders about
A woman takes bags from her car
The sun is gone
People on stoops smoke cigarettes

There is communal anticipation
The air is thick
There is forethought
The breeze is slight

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Joseph LoGuidice was born in rural New York and spent much of his childhood with his grandmother in the Bronx. These counter settings have prevailed upon his creative mind; and his writing, always taking root in childhood impressions, explores the surface and the depth of human relationships. He now lives with his wife, Corin, in Cortland Manor, New York.