Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING IN THE SUBWAY, by ELSA GILL First Line: In these dim corridors of shattering sound Last Line: Of cotton buttercups upon her hat. Subject(s): New York City; Spring; Subways; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | ||||||||
In these dim corridors of shattering sound Where there is neither real night nor day, and naught to tell if skies be clear or gray In the fair other-world above the ground, Except where, here and there, the sun has found An opening to push in a pallid ray Where glimmering silver showers of dust motes play; What is there here to say that hills are crowned With dewy splendor, and that fields are sweet With April's store of blossoming delight? And yet I knew 'twas so the moment that A blue-eyed girl came tripping from the street Bearing into the gloom a garland bright Of cotton buttercups upon her hat. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READY FOR THE CANNERY by BERTON BRALEY TRANTER IN AMERICA by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV ON 52ND STREET by PHILIP LEVINE THREE POEMS FOR NEW YORK by JOSEPHINE MILES NEW YORK SUBWAY by HILDA MORLEY TO TIME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD: PASTORAL 3. THE HAPPY COUNTRYMAN by NICHOLAS BRETON |
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