Thursday, July 10, 2014

Deepest City

"Up in the heights of the evening skies I see my
City of Cities float
In sunset's golden and crimson dyes: I look and
a great joy clutches my throat!
Plateau of roofs by canyons crossed: windows by
thousands fire-furled--
O gazing, how the heart is lost in the Deepest City
of the World!"
James Oppenheim, "New York, from a Skyscraper," Monday morning, and other poems


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