One wants a teller in a time like this.
One’s not a man, one’s not a woman grown
To bear enormous business all alone.
One cannot walk this winding street with pride
Straight-shouldered, tranquil-eyed,
Knowing one knows for sure the way back home.
One wonders if one has a home.
One is not certain if or why or how.
One wants a Teller now..
Gwendolyn Brooks
Streets of Auckland © Deb Young
© Leslie Rosenthal
Man Walking Up San Francisco Street G Fred Lyon
One Legged Man © Harold Feinstein
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