A Poem: “Detective’s Work”


This rest area

by the nature trail

could use some clean-up.


Spotting what people left behind,

my mind reconstructs the narrative.


Here’s an apple core.

I imagine someone

biting into the fruit.


Over there, an empty can of Coke.

I can see someone

enjoying the drink.


Under the oak tree, a condom wrapping.


(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom is an Israeli-born biologist who examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)

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