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SeptHaikuWriMo 10

Walking to the arts 
festival under a clear
blue September sky

each booth was filled with
arts unique to each other
some artists napping

at their stations while
passersby observed their work
with curious eyes

pencil strokes blown glass
enormous photographic
landscapes and doorways

miniature scales
almost too much to take in
worlds upon more worlds

we noticed also
almost directly above
airplanes were streaking

from our vantage point
we could not tell if they were
taking off or landing

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher