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Service AlertsRosslyn Transit Center Bus Terminal Temporary Relocation: On Sunday, October 26, ART Arlington transit (Bus Routes 45, 55) will relocate to N Oak St between Key Blvd and Wilson Blvd from 6am-6pm due to the 2025 Marine Corp Marathon. Thank you for your patience and understanding. View all ART Alerts

Service AlertsART Route 55 - Detour: 10/26/2025 - Stops at N Moore St @ Rosslyn Station Bay A, Langston Blvd @ N Nash St (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Oak St (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Scott St (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Vance St (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Adams St (both directions), Langston Blvd @ N Cleveland St (both directions), Langston Blvd @ N Highland St (both directions), Langston Blvd @ Spout Run Pkwy (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Lincoln St (Westbound), Langston Blvd @ N Oakland St (both directions), Langston Blvd @ N Monroe St (Eastbound), Langston Blvd @ 3206 (Eastbound), Langston Blvd @ Kirkwood Rd (Eastbound), Langston Blvd @ N Veitch St (Eastbound), Langston Blvd @ N Rhodes St (Eastbound), Langston Blvd @ N Quinn St (Eastbound) and Langston Blvd @ Fort Myer Dr (Eastbound) will not be served between 6:00 AM and 6:00 PM due to road closures from the Marine Corp Marathon. View all ART Alerts

Service AlertsART Route 45 - Detour: On Sunday, 10/26/2025 ART Route 45 will detour from 6:00 AM until 6:00 PM - Stops at N Moore St @ Rosslyn Station Bay E, Wilson Bl & N Oak St (Southbound), Wilson Blvd @ N Pierce St (Southbound) and N Nash St @ Wilson Blvd (Northbound) will not be served. View all ART Alerts

Moving Words 2007 Poems

Folk Art

Because the reeds have to be soaked first,
because she'll weave them
in and out for hours, because the tips of the fingers,
exposed to water and reed,
dry out, the skin's oils going into the basket,
what they call folk art, we call
heart's blood, eagle-eye, compass and clock.
In our house, because of this,
we can say our mother's knowledge of making
sits on the table, full of fruit.

-Heather Davis

The Rose Forgets Its Beauty

Drunk on its own scent
head slung
and weeping like a barfly,
the rose sags
over the side of the vase,
shedding petals like tears
into a cradle
of baby's breath.

- Bernadette Geyer

Chocolate on the Wedding Dress

The bride is in the bathroom with the caterer, a cloth, and club soda,
worried that she'll cry and streak her mascara,
matching the smear of chocolate on her dress.
"Almost gone," the caterer soothes as she scrubs the white satin clean.
Back on the dance floor, no one notices
the faint stain of inevitable imperfection.
Except the photographer,
who teaches the bride and groom
to fold their hands over the spot and smile.

- Jacqueline Jules

from "Lilacs"

At three on a moonlit morning, the yard is white with lilacs.
Each snowflake petal glistens. There is no night with lilacs.

Is there a scent more poignant, more graceful in the air?
Freed from cold's antisepsis, the wind takes flight with lilacs...

The poet, sleepless mooncalf, is tired of watching for roses.
He'll dip his pen in purple ink instead, and write with lilacs.

- Miles David Moore

I am the Frisbee

Sun-painted in hues of youth,
I am one with the disk,
my arms as wings,
my hair a rowdy vortex.

The wind is our playground
as we dizzily defy Newton's tedious laws,
answering to no one but the sky,
the air our only witness.

- David Moss

Marking

"Squirrel," you say, showing me a fine-haired brush from India.
"They don't kill the animal, they catch it, take a few hairs."
You dip the tip in red ocher, stroke the back of my neck.
Just this touch and the wind in the pepper trees.

- Judith Turner-Yamamoto