Two young men—you just might call them boys—
waiting for the Woodward streetcar to get
them downtown. Yes, they’re tired, they’re also
dirty, and happy. Happy because they’ve
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It's a good read. But, somehow, I feel that even if there was only one character in the narrative, it would have made much difference. Thanks a lot.
Being from New York City and of a similar generation to Levine, I relate to the two portraits he paints for us. The word pedestrian comes to mind for the material he presents to us, but that’s what I like about it, that’s the courage in it and the originality and brilliance of it. Being a devotional person, I notice, am drawn to, his words about no idea how to worship but to do what they’re doing. GK
They seemed complacent with the company of that love song and despite being dirty lay almost touching with filth and cleanliness though disguised as filth...........very well crafted with profoundness........thanks for sharing
I enjoyed this poem until that last line- he made me happy people watching and then he brought me down and I didn't want to go all philosophic and realistic today.