In City

I still walk your streets
		for the untended curb,
		the flattened can,
		the half-opened shade.
		I am in the dark,
		unspilled light,
		uninspected.
		I am caught 
		in the city of cautious regard.
		I am not violent
		but I wonder what it would take
		to crack the cement
		and bend the rebar
		to let a man out.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Sambourne Avatar
February 24, 2022 at 9:00 PM
Lines like "in the city of cautious regard" + more elevate this thoughtful, reflective piece to the winner's circle. Each read yields fresh rewards. Congratulations! Brian
Bangalee Avatar
June 10, 2021 at 11:35 PM
that's beautiful expression
Islam Avatar
April 6, 2020 at 6:18 AM
In the midst of mayhem; one can divulge the hermit.
Lamoureux Avatar
November 30, 2019 at 9:30 AM
I can see why this was a winner.
Lovejoy-Burton Avatar
January 3, 2018 at 2:07 PM
"I am caught in the city of cautious regard..." "but i wonder what it would take to crack the cement and bend the rebar to let a man out". I feel like I'm walking in the story.
Gauthier Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 10:28 PM
Congrats on your win, Douglas.
Canerdy Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 10:10 AM
Great use of metaphor in this concise, thought-provoking piece, Douglas! Congrats! Janice
Saruhrosen Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 8:38 AM
Great write! Fantastic last few lines.
Elcock Avatar
November 28, 2017 at 12:47 PM
Wow! This resonates with me
Brown Avatar
November 28, 2017 at 12:52 PM
Thanks, Shae.
Brown Avatar
November 28, 2017 at 12:52 PM
Thanks, Shae.
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