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Distinguished Wordsmith
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Registered: ‎10-13-2008

Urbanize a nature poet

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You know how poetry used to be all about flowers and trees and mountains and all that? Well imagine if they'd lived in modern cities. Maybe Wordsworth would have waxed poetic about a host of golden cabs. Or Kilmer would have written, "I think that I shall never see/ A poem lovely as a marquee." Give it your best shot, and put the words into their mouths.

My entry is a sort of cheat- I actually wrote it two years ago, after being stuck in Manhattan traffic. 


The Highway Not Taken 


Two roads diverged in a city ‘hood

And sorry cars could not fly, outside

Of science-fiction novels, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where bright taxis would give a ride


Then took the other, no less smogged

And having perhaps a better claim

Because that avenue less cars hogged

Though N.Y. traffic being so clogged

It might be backed-up just the same


And both in that morning equally lay

On asphalt no tire had yet streaked black

Oh, I kept the first for another day

Yet knowing how cars crash on the way

I doubted if I should U-turn back


I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence

Two roads diverged in New York, and I-

I took the one less trafficked by

And it made two hour’s difference. 

Message Edited by Raven_Lunatic on 07-28-2009 10:41 PM
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