Driving through the city this afternoon, my wife Anne parked to walk and explore some different angles. The following poem by Pablo Medina, seems to me to capture the vibe I was going for. I like the way that the poet uses (I think) organic structures like hills and clouds, to describe the very inorganic reality of urban life. Oh, and I am not in New Jersey...
Cityscape 1
by Pablo Medina
Let the aroma of need
waft across the river to New Jersey:
all the snow and hills,
a sky that moves and moves.
I saw a rose in the clouds,
I saw happiness on fire.
Click-whirrr-snap... AWWW!
Note: This post features content which also appears on my other blog, My Runner's Feet.
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