The streets seemed familiar
well-intentioned over-planning
leaving little room for wonder
beyond the quaint bus stops
I tried to match places to prior memories
and wondered about my mood
last time I was there.
Atop one hill
An American chased a magpie
with his camera
I tried to warn him
they don’t follow instructions.
Atop another
a strange building
the kind you hope
might survive us all
and confound our ancestors.
(more photos).