Thursday, March 29, 2012

A Moment So in a Strange World

cinnamon toasted tea
of a thousand wants
and vulgar vapors
downing a BLT

behind in front
of Central Park
the bloody breeze
my shirtless sleeve

in a moment there is rhyme
between the dots of time
that battle from foot to sky
but do we ask why?

spring air
of taxis and towers
death and life’s
delicious ennui

fancy shops
parched dry, loveless
lighting cathedral candles
of mortals and angels complete


Note: title taken from Robert Frost’s “A Boundless Moment.” Written for the 3-29-12 dVersePoets prompt, “Live in the Moment”

23 comments:

  1. very nice, a lot I liked (aside from the total feel); vulgar vapors, bloody breeze, dots of time, delicious ennui. Enjoyed.

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  2. I could place myself in this moment, nice write.

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  3. I felt as if I were there in NYC with you...

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  4. Yes! You took us to the place you were. Nicely done!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/03/29/if-the-clock-is-ticking/

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  5. New York is not a city that nourishes me, I'm afraid (although I did LOVE Broadway. I liked the part of your day of "cinnamon toasted tea
    " :) Perhaps I need to visit NY without six young kids in tow... I might have a different way of looking at it ;)

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  6. How different in NYC than the coast of Downeast Maine !
    I enjoyed your post.
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

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  7. LOVE the title...and since I tend to get nervous in cities...my heart pumped faster with every keen description. Wonderful play on the prompt!

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  8. There is a great feel for the city that you've created with these images/sensory details. Because I'm so into nature, it always amazes me to see such wonderful urban poetry. Thank you.

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  9. fancy shops
    parched dry, loveless
    lighting a cathedral’s candle
    of mortals and angels complete

    Perfect last stanza. I'm in New York city.

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  10. Love the opening:

    "cinnamon toasted tea
    of a thousand wants
    and vulgar vapors"

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  11. what a different spring you have surrounding you there than i here, and yet, there is the same smell of hope in the air... lovely moment capture.

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  12. Walking down 5th Avenue - and we're in that fractious city - none like it anywhere - and it's there I'd like to be. Springtime in New York! Wow!!!

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  13. lighting a cathedral’s candle
    of mortals and angels complete


    Really like this imagery!

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  14. i can see the mortals and angles standing side by side and lighting the candles.

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  15. Ah, NYC. I can feel the street cart (little silver box in my head) with the tea and BLT. No shirt sleeves today. K.

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  16. hey...great capture of thursday...the cinnamon tea...lighting cathedral candles...ha..i thought you were freezing...smiles.. both, charles and i built alice into our latest poems...smiles

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  17. you may want to lay off the opium...not a deriviative mind you...hehe...i got one coming down the pike on my trip to alice...

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  18. Hey, lovely poem. I dabble with poetry myself. Here's my sute: bulletinamaelstrom.wordpress.com

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  19. This is wonderful. I take it that it was from the time Claudia and Brian were in NYC. My favorite stanza:

    spring air
    of taxis and towers
    death and life’s
    delicious ennui

    Remembering back to the days when the Twin Towers stood!

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    1. Yes, that's exactly what inspired it!

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