Why, when one wipes the glass of buildings and cars, even when they look clean, one wipes off black, sooty dust?
Where does it come from!?

Why, when one wipes the glass of buildings and cars, even when they look clean, one wipes off black, sooty dust?
Where does it come from!?

Not sure where it comes from but it has a certain picasso feel to it
Art by window wiping.
A poem called Art by Window Wiping
a collaboration by Poor Old Henry and Susan Taylor
I cleaned the glass
It puzzled me
Exactly what
The black could be
The sooty dust
My cloth attracted
Could only be
Art re-enacted
LOVE IT Susan!
That is great.
I like reducing situations to poetic expression.
Poor Old Henry