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.)