Tier 3

music / / poetry / / philosophy / / -ology by Nick Courtright

The Wednesday Poem: The City


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Touch faces like the blind touch faces.
Say to everyone you’re very beautiful

because you know no better.
Forget that mothers won’t admit

everyone considers the end from time to time.
Don’t wonder what it would feel like.

And don’t worry:
at too-soon passing, most people fail.

So look up, sunflower,
before your neck is broken by expectation—

skyscraper faces mirror automobiles
as they float by,

their steel swimming like barracudas
just below the water’s surface.

Do you see how their scales shimmer,
how their teeth are bared?


[this poem originally appeared in the Spring 2005(!) issue of Pebble Lake Review.]


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