The City Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The City



In the city
the Gothic buildings
crumble to beauty.

the street half wet
half dry bicycles
and trams pass

neon lights are on
and red dusk blushes
in the countryside.[

Saturday, February 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 26 May 2015

I like these three line stanzas: there's just enough space for a single sharp focused image of the city.And then it's onto the next trio of lines. And your images are not a tourist's view of a Mediterranean city, they seem to be rooted in the perception of a long-time dweller. There is an intimacy in these pictures of a lifestyle which promotes a sense of belonging. I have a similar relationship to my Twin Cities, it's definitely a metropolis of over two million people, but it doesn't feel crowded or under pressure. Your poem shows the graciousness of urban life.

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