Cities Comments

Though they crowded between and usurped the kiss of my mouth their breath was your gift, their beauty, your life.......fine expression. Beautiful poem.

I think this is utter pants.

Crowded meaningless lazy beliefs Can't make peaceful city.....need always united righteous doing..... Humanitarian assistance....

Can we think a few old cells were left - we are left - grains of honey, old dust of stray pollen dull on our torn wings, very nice poem. tony

" The city is peopled with spirits, not ghosts, o my love! Splendid inference and conviction. A well deserved classic poem of the day.