Poem: Nature’s Heartache

The following was written as a response poem in opposites to this earlier poem, A Day in the Country. I suppose I could’ve titled this one “Twilight in the City” but it just felt like it was such a heartfelt cry of woe from the standpoint of the natural environment.

Space Needletwilight in the city
attendant to the mingling common
a certainty of disenchantment
frigid waste of dusk
the insignificance
the confusion
the familiarity of milling downtown
a civilized behaved seriousness
possessed of costume
an autumn drought is
an uncharged corruption
loosened over granite
asphalt, a numbing cradle
soulful inertia
discharged in concrete
intellectual chill
distastefully troubled by
the hot failure of
the stagnant breath
the blind and sulky silence
of the city
each crowd indefinite
obliged and foul


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