Sidney Beck Poet Imagism

Spring At Pionerskaya

SPRING     AT     PIONERSKAYA



Frozen in the hum of the escalators’
Descent  to the roaring metro,
Across the unwashed glass
Of government windows,
The equinoctal sun pins
My shadow tight
Up against the lengthening day,
And the spring smiles in the crowd
Are as scarce as icebergs in hell.

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Note

For all you astronomy nerds, just a reminder that today is the Vernal Equinox.

Pionerskaya is of course a Metro station  near my   home.

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Ilene Bauer March 21, 2015 at 5:32 PM love it! great ending, too... Sidney Beck March 22, 2015 at 3:06 AM Thanks a lot Ilene....haven't seen yo ufor ages because I have been kinda absent from Soup....too much work at school etc. Hope all is well with you and yours of course. this poem is part of a series about Russia which I have done...some positive, and some negative( especially about travel on the metro which I hate).....best wishes Syd