Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Wild Glow
The city is not anyone’s anymore,
as if it ever was.
The empty railroad warehouses, where…
Romance wore smudged faces, fought over a tough touch.
Now, old bruises, vanished on the wide surface of skin.
Strong arms refused to let go
To lovers
Who pretended not to care,
Who spit wry words,
Held each other, tight, ‘til out of breath.
Such young flower stems
Its wild glow of street art
Traced, copied, outlined
Now, a simple trick
An effect, a gloss, an ideal, a movement
Applied like lipstick.
Perhaps, it was always a false city
A worm cut in half, too many times
You want it to cry
You think you can hear it, to make a belief.
But, it’s dangerously quiet at times.
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“Romance wore smudged faces, fought over a tough touch.” Beautiful.
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This rang nicely with me! ❤️
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I really liked this on so many levels. WELL DONE!
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Great writing. I liked the line about cutting worms in half too many times. It makes me think of how often we sometimes give more of ourself to someone else than we should.
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Vividly described the city is a lonely place with lots of false realities. It really doesn’t belong to anyone but the stranger. Beautiful. Thanks. Love Joni
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I like the personality you create for the city.
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“A worm cut in half, too many times”….great line, a poem to read over and over…well done..JIM
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Yes. Contrapuntal. Thanks so much!
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This whole thing is just perfect…I can think of a million ways to interpret this and not a single one involves a physical city…just, wow.
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Nice poem. I appreciate your efforts, as it enlightened my day.
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got goosebumps. love the flow, the bold font is a nice tough. Love the line “it was always a false city”
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I love that last line.
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