STREET SCENE

Down glittering rows the windows run
displaying you in shoes or books,
your silk and linen draped upon
a thousand simpering yous in wax.

And all the owners' peering hopes
and the assorted crowds that pause
or stare unseeing at the shops,
are you before a looking-glass.

Marking his makers' thrust about,
the statue in the square maintains
through whatsoever change of light
a high authoritative stance.

The passing images of you
along my busy street of moods
leave me a maker-image too,
but in life's dancing attitudes.
		RUE SOLIMAN PASHA, CAIRO.