Across town a priest yawns
while carrying groceries up a church's steep steps
accruing no doubt plenary indulgences
his soles worn from years of ministry.
A few doors away beads of sweat appear
on a short order cook's forehead
as he scrambles eggs for a hard hat
sitting next to a bridegroom with a faraway look.
In the window
a local theater group's announcement
of its two-week summer run of Chekhov
brittles in the early winter sun
while the world's most accurate clock -
a cesium fountain atomic clock -
sits, without hands, in a room in Boulder, Colorado
it's uncertainty having improved
from 1 x 10 -15 to 3 x 10 -16
since the summer of 2010.
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