Friday, March 14, 2014

Sights and Sounds


"But, ah! Manhattan's sights and sounds, her smells,
Her crowds, her throbbing force, the thrill that comes
From being of her a part, her subtle spells,
Her shining towers, her avenues, her slums—
O God! the stark, unutterable pity,
To be dead, and never  behold my city."
James Weldon Johnson, Complete Poems

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