[original poetry] - "Classic City"

[writing_samsara]

Dug up another old poem - this one from 2002, I think. Maybe 2003. I could almost miss Athens tonight, just a little.

Have a giggle:

Classic City

Dust in whorls

avenues aflutter with

molecular friction,

flecks of skin. Insect casings

twine, wind-coiled,

and flake in the

mortar and pestle of dusk.

City sounds like nightbirds, cicada-soft

rumble of tires

Comments

[cmgacrux]

It's beautiful. I love it.

[writing_samsara]

Thank you so much! I'm very glad you enjoyed it. I recently discovered all these old poems from college and have been reworking them. It's a lovely break from the rigors of prose, and it forces me to pay closer attention to language and construction.

Once again, thank you so much for taking the time to check this out. It means a lot to me. I'm smiling ear-to-ear!

[hereswith]

Ooh, nice! Very vivid and evocative and the imagery is just beautiful.

[writing_samsara]

Thanks so much! It really means alot to me that you took the time to have a look at this, and that you enjoyed it.

*suish*

Yay! Thank you, thank you.