Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VOICE OF THE CITY, by J. L. SINCLAIR First Line: So this is new york! Last Line: When do we eat! Subject(s): New York City; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | ||||||||
So this is New York! It looks just like The picture postcards. And this must be The Woolworth Building. I should have known it Anywhere -- But of course it could not have been Anywhere Except in New York! This is New York, the City of Human Daring, New York, with the clouds at her head, the sea at her feet, The conqueror's thought revealed in her haughty bearing -- When do we eat! This is New York, the City of Men's Despairing, The End of the Way, the Field of the Last Defeat. One Hope Survives beyond all other caring -- When do we eat! As you passed, O. Henry, the lights along Broadway glaring Or paused intent in the depths of a shadowed street, This is the voice you sought in your midnight faring -- When do we eat! | 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 |
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