Two poems by Alisha Erin Hillam - Lunch Ticket
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Two poems by Alisha Erin Hillam - Lunch Ticket
April 4, 2025/ Alisha Erin Hillam Violin Man He plays Lysenko every evening until eight, standing out from the other buskers in his pressed three-piece suit, white hair garnishing his temples, serious and straight-backed. Between Wawel and the river, the boulevard park is always busy, but I find him every night by the sound of his thin, practiced fingers skimming his bow along the strings, the melody lifting into the air like an entreaty to keep…
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