James F. Lewis
ENGL 550
April 10th, 2007
Deconstructing Nature Through Poetry: Two Poems
Metrosystem
Stepping onto the subway, the exhalation of smokestacks;
the railcar jarring underneath your feet.
Lights illuminating skyscrapers;
the flow of vehicles at rush hour;
traffic waking in the morning.
In the corner of the harbor,
by the dock amidst Styrofoam cups,
bass rising to the surface.
A yellow sweatshirt;
a bobbing Nike basketball shoe beside the wood piling;
gas trickling out of a motor;
an oily iridescent surface and water spouting from a bilge.
Night, and the aroma of steak and browned potatoes,
wafting into the alleys, into the streets.
Behind dumpsters, rats, and men huddled by the fire.
The 767 on the runway;
the freighter to sea.
At dawn, I am fishing.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
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