Poems About the City by New Members

the lamps lean forward bending light
on pavement that catches the night
the gutters clog with what’s been thrown
paper
prayers
and things unknown

somewhere a radio coughs a tune
half-lit beneath a sleeping moon
a train moves slow with iron breath
splitting the dark as if it’s death

I sit alone where shadows meet
coffee cold and silence sweet
the waitress moves in careful grace
her hands a blur in empty space

outside a prostitute walks and sways
her coat too thin for winter days
she turns the...

the lamps lean forward bending light
on pavement that catches the night
the gutters clog with what’s been thrown
paper
prayers
and things unknown

somewhere a radio coughs a tune
half-lit beneath a sleeping moon
a train moves slow with iron breath
splitting the dark as if it’s death

I sit alone where shadows meet
coffee cold and silence sweet
the waitress moves in careful grace
her hands a blur in empty space

outside a prostitute walks and sways
her coat too thin for winter days
she turns the...

the lamps lean forward bending light
on pavement that catches the night
the gutters clog with what’s been thrown
paper
prayers
and things unknown

somewhere a radio coughs a tune
half-lit beneath a sleeping moon
a train moves slow with iron breath
splitting the dark as if it’s death

I sit alone where shadows meet
coffee cold and silence sweet
the waitress moves in careful grace
her hands a blur in empty space

outside a prostitute walks and sways
her coat too thin for winter days
she turns the...