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From The Streets To The Hudson
Contributed by
bob68
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Sunday, 20th January 2013 @ 09:25:46 PM in AEST
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Scurrying tourists with bonfire eyes fixed on wedge-shaped skyscrapers faces punctuated by grins wider than the horizon
I see them across the avenue muse upon tower tops piercing the blue hollow turning heads and spooning smiles
This is a place where contrasts reflect off asphalt ribbons, where pigeons pivot while their wings shed silver-gray tumult
Where straphangers squeeze into metal cars at Eighty Sixth and Broadway scents of mingled perfume and scorched brake pads fill the subterranean stretch
Here where millions come as night spills over the Hudson and the moon rests in roof top gardens here, dreams are born in quiet depths and this river lies ever at your feet
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Re: From The Streets To The Hudson
(User Rating: 1 ) by Banjosandwitch on
Monday, 21st January 2013 @ 07:26:28 AM AEST (User
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liked it would like it more with a picture to view |
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Re: From The Streets To The Hudson
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 25th January 2013 @ 12:00:35 AM AEST (User
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where contrasts reflect ... how very cool!
I really like this. Your descriptive power and painting with words. Very nice.
to YPDC.
Tim
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