Dionysiou Aeropagitou street
by Sofia Kioroglou
Upon first glance, Dionysiou Aeropagitou street
looks like any other cobbled pedestrianized plot
Flanked on one side by antique looking houses
bustling with life and music wafting from a roving celloist
Drinking in the sensory strains of a passing brass band
The odd tourist throws a few shapes on the makeshift dance floor
Wind blowing in yodeling sounds fiddling up a piece
rivaling the work of a masterful composer
Before lighting a cigarette by a rascal flash of lightning,
My lock of hair decides to undulate like pliable iron
A crotchety whiff of air throwing a tantrum
before sneezing its violin concerto
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