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Depth of Field
They speak of Italian
and Afghan skies
as they
travel
to the ends
of the earth
in search of dunes
and salted
monuments
to admire
from every
conceivable angle.
They eat
rice
from lightly
fired bowls,
drink soups
of
unknown
origin
and, fresh
with all that is
knowing
and
new,
accept everything
pressed upon them,
agile
in front of a
star-
spangled bus
and their own
roving camera.
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