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Hope is catch up soup |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533
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 Stainless steel skyscrapers repel any notion of absorbing the poor's plight. Reflective glass designed to mirror their shame in expectation of vampiric invisibility. Sheens of rounded architecture deny the outsiders grasp of interior purpose. Just that it's off limits. Benchless sidewalks send scurrying any intentions of actually living let alone loitering downtown. Bus shelters fleeting occupation made miserable by uncomfortable seating, like all you can eat smorgasbords with too small plates and tiny chairs with 1/4 inch cut off one leg. Eat and get out. The buses on the rundown routes carry few if any working passengers, just lip service to the voiceless, cheeky excess of fleshy politicians. Expresses lift frightened blue collars to Park n Rides. Overpasses affix blinders to those secured from towering covered parking through tree lined boulevards to automatic garage doors. To suburbia downtown's a fat (offensive word to some) from which you tear off a piece and smuggle it to the snuggle of home. To its dollarless denizens it lacks softness. It's the long lines of government, courts of indeterminate but definite sentencing, hard surfaces, unkind smells and less and less opportunity to enter it's doorways. Lacking air conditioned isolation the poor seek relief through inaction, alcohol, drugs, prayer, the occaisional gift of a warm breeze across the brow when stooped or porched awaiting nothing. photo by the author [This message has been edited by RSWells (edited 08-23-2001).] |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
You've said it like it is. I don't know what else I can say about it. |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
I've worked in big cities and small towns, both... give me the small town, any day.... the drearies pushed me away from the lights that had too many shadows in the cities.... Excellent, Richard...enjoyed this! |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
excellent work..and serious thoughts to ponder... Have I told you I enoyed your work? Well... I do. good stuff!!!! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Your words say soooooooo much...nicely done! ~Wynter |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Oh Richard, this turned out fantastic! You captured the essense of what you wanted to say with your usual eloquence, but that picture and yours poetry together are magic, pure magic! I think we all see that, turn away most of the time, and are thankful we can go home, but you my friend, bring to reality the plight of those that can't turn a blind eye, for this is their reality. Well done Richard, this was absolutely incredible. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Great depiction of the situation. Very well done. Nice photography also. Sandra |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Reflective glass designed to mirror their shame in expectation of vampiric invisibility. ================================= the poem is as vivid and sharp as the impact of the picture... the pic is awesome ...as is its perspective(the poem's as well) you write the realites of the "haves and have nots" with a honest bitter edge, and thats the way it should be, as its a bitter pill... but then reality always is. very well done Richard jm |
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poetsguild Member
since 2001-08-12
Posts 85Florida |
This work is so full of compassion it almost bleeds. So many times have I had similar thoughts when driving in downtown areas. You caught the bull by the horns and made it bellow in the great tradition of the Beat Poets. Job well done! Take a bow. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
well done. . . a wonderful poem that contrasts the new and the old. . . and brings us to the center of both. . . superbly done. . . ------------------------------------------------------------ To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
I know this well. Progress pounds and knocks right up the side and in the skies of the poor. I ran from it but others, whether in their pride of little ownership or lack of no where else to go, grow mossy in the shade of the buildings. One step away from a highriser, a parking lot. That might have been a grassy field. Once upon a time. You bring this to light so powerfully. You penned the reasons why, even with my last dollar, I packed up the mini-van and moved my kids to the country. Intense and yet compassionate write. Sincerely, Regina |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Very well written |
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