The Art Fair

Sun shiny day;
free after lock down.

White tents in rows,
flags waving,
smells lifting,
and the music plays.

The search begins;
for that perfect piece.

Tent by tent;
a smile and a nod.

“I like that.”
“It’s beautiful.”
“How much?”

Move along;
the hunt goes on,
for that piece that speaks,
and sings.

That local art,
that awakens,
something within.

That beauty,
that demands to come home.


(Photograph: Cedarhurst Art Center, Mt. Vernon, Illinois.)

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