Poppy Road Review: The Tourist by Mark Tulin
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The Tourist by Mark Tulin
I look for strange memories
to bring home to friends,
buildings as high as Sequoias,
people as odd as Martians
I am always prepared to walk,
my laces tied in a bow knot
on my brown hiking shoes,
bottled water in my backpack,
my camera ready to take pictures
of funny billboards or signs
and strange names
for seafood restaurants
I bring an extra sweater
just in case the weather changes
and a tiny umbrella
if the rain happens to fall
I grab the front seat
on the tour bus,
hold tightly to the rail,
and ask the driver questions
that he’s answered before.


Congratulations on your latest publication, Mark! I enjoyed the poem. And haven’t we all been there?
Yes, quite often it seems.