Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Walk In Manhattan Comments

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Faces that float in rivers of people heads, I meet; I see and pass
Throngs thrust through bustling city streets and alleys, buzzing noise and broken roar
Faces that come and go; silhouette of faces I see and lose in windows glass
All portraits new I will never see again; I have never seen before
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Nero CaroZiv
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Sally Plumb Plumb 19 February 2011

This poem reminds me of Oxford Street London during the christmas rush.

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Mylicia Aikman 24 July 2010

nicely written. you're terribly good.

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