I Finally Managed To Speak To Her -- Hal Sirowitz

(Poem #11)I Finally Managed To Speak To Her She was sitting across from me on the bus. I said, "The trees look so much greener in this part of the country. In New York City everything looks so drab." She said, "It looks the same to me. Show me a tree that's different." "That one," I said. "Which one?" she said. "It's too late," I said; "we already passed it." "When you find another one," she said, "let me know." And then she went back to reading her book. -- Hal Sirowitz