Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FISH IN CHAINS, by JANE MILLER Poet's Biography First Line: Along the hudson across manhattan to the triborough Last Line: It nearly rained that's what people had to say Subject(s): Cities; Courtship; Love - Beginnings; Love - Unrequited; New York City; Urban Life; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | ||||||||
Along the Hudson across Manhattan to the Triborough past Belmont Track and you are buried why then walk me to the lobby of the hotel around midnight with your having to work early? it's not that I mind small talk in a coffee shop not used to sleeping alone I stalled going up the loam of Long Island ought to have held well the dwarf yews at the headstone clay toughened from the record snow Broadway after the curtain lit like noon why your patience with me in the theater my back out? in the first perilous days establishing relations with you in this city piled against the sky at the museum show you seemed bored in another world and not even on my knees in a jammed restaurant could I charm you into fingering my hair breathing in your lap giddy smelling your soap What has become of our enemy who hugged the coast for forty days and on Holy Thursday made port in the shelter of a reef? Cortes asked where they came from "Culua" they said "Mexico" the next day the first treaty of the mainland was signed what mysterious diplomacy? peace fashioned gold animals coronets some masks and smoke out of God's hands until there is not one grain left to put into the ground why hang around your horror with the body if you don't know life itself is heavenly? I stand to lose you again one weak kiss and a wave this way you finally trust me to love you unpossessedly it nearly rained that's what people had to say | 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 A WINTER OF LOVE LETTERS AND A MORNING PRAYER: 5 by JANE MILLER A WINTER OF LOVE LETTERS AND A MORNING PRAYER: 7 by JANE MILLER |
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