Long Urbanites Poems

I met a proper woman in a proper pub on a Monday in Peoria. It was noon, time for lunch, and we were sitting stool to stool over very large burgers at a long mahogany...

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It is 5:00 PM as we rush home 
to Brooklyn to our townhouse 
near Flatbush Avenue running to
catch the 5:30 PM subway with
many others who have made 
plans to enjoy a three-day weekend
and get the...

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A sender of shock waves,
Recipient to unable to remain brave
Days on end, the worst expecting
Week after week, comforting words ignoring,
For those who had their sources wronged
On them inflicting so much pain that people thronged;
The guiltless...

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He couldn’t fit his shopping cart
And suitcase through the door
And screamed at the conductor
(Quite a challenge to ignore).

Once seated, he spread out and then
Removed his socks and shoes.
Assessing just how nuts he was,
This added to...

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Light from 
untold apartments 
    attracts my interest 
I wonder how lives are 
    being played out 
in them 
  Wonder whether 
they are deliriously 
  ...

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At the museum, with wall to wall art,
My choices were varied and vast.
I saw an exhibit with works of Matisse
And checked out some statues I passed.

But then I was drawn to a strumming guitar
And a...

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Light from untold apartments 
       attracts my interest 
I wonder how lives are being 
    played out in them 
Wonder whether the inhabitants are 
deliriously happy...

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Sweltering day 
In the urban afternoon 
   I rush towards my 
air - conditioned room 
Check messages - call up friends 
   Tonight I will do some yoga 
 Got to...

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I'm just a bedouin: 
I live in a tent - 
Cozy an' fair
Its fabric woven 
From rough goat-hair- 
A shady cover 
In the summer 
A rain-proof shelter 
In the winter 

My possessions: 
A single garment...

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One’s idea of Heaven
Is another’s view of Hell.
That explains why many lives
Stay strictly parallel.

Rural folks may shudder
At the city’s crowds and noise,
While urbanites rank bustle
As among their daily joys.

Some plan for vacations
Which, to them, suggests...

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For far shires beyond the western red sun
  I’m leaving the Land of the Long White Cloud -
to journey across the blue horizon
  where cockatoos in bloodwoods sing aloud.
Trading in my black singlet...

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From my window 
I see lights 
in small apartments 
How are the inhabitants lives going,
I wonder 
Perhaps they have found love 
Here in the metoroplis 
Urban dwellers
need love to survive
In the asphalt jungle 
Hundreds, thousands...

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