Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NEW YORK IN SUMMER: INSOMNIA, by JOHN BROOKS WHEELWRIGHT Poet's Biography First Line: Beneath trees whose leaves Last Line: I must try to sleep. Subject(s): Cities; Insomnia; Nicaragua; Travel; Urban Life; Sleeplessness; Journeys; Trips | ||||||||
BENEATH trees whose leaves munch the air like jaws of crocodiles steeped in Nicaraguan waters, I sit, sipping milk from a sherbet glass in the moonlight. Trucks and elevated trains shatter the dawning. I think of how you have beaten your mistress, my temples throb, and I quiver, though I had much rather be asleep. Later on in the year, when the light of the jaded moon is faded the newspapers will lie crumpled in the fountains; the dust will begin to whirl down the streets in little typhoons; the city will be arid, the window-sills grimy; and the basins of the fountains half-filled with stagnant rain. I have sipped all my milk, the sherbet glass is empty but for moonlight, I must try to sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING AVE EVA by JOHN BROOKS WHEELWRIGHT BOSTON IN SUMMER, WITH A CONFESSION by JOHN BROOKS WHEELWRIGHT |
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