Below is the poem entitled Standing Amid Teeming Streets which was written by poet
Schwartz. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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She wanted autumn
and it came pouring out,
indignant in the air,
a flash of warmth bent with
the current facing her.
A steel hull of madness
is what he found, peering down,
into wells of glitter blue
rubbed off during the confusion,
beautiful and smiling.
And he wanted too,
just briefly to recognize the warmth
of her breath floating mint
when mint would do but none could be found.
Magical even then.
Memory swells and ebbs
during younger moments
lying in wait, patient, until lights turn green
and bustling feet propel forward
all the purity of yore.