New York, I love you -- dog-days, too; When all your concrete canons stew The noon-day hordes that ebb and flow; While deep in tunnels thousands go, Still shines for some your harbour view. The cleansing sea sends breezes through Each island street and avenue; Because for you sea-sirens blow. New York, I love you. For all your towers still rising new, Your pinnacles that pierce the blue Of summer skies, and shadows throw To cool the hurrying crowds below; For nights mosquito-less in you, New York, I love you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON LADY POLTAGRUE: A PUBLIC PERIL by HILAIRE BELLOC PROMISE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON NICHARCHUS UPON PHIDON HIS DOCTOR by EZRA POUND THE MILLER'S DAUGHTER by JOHN CROWE RANSOM TO A LADY WHO HAD OFFERED HIM A WREATH OF LAUREL by GEORGE SANTAYANA |