Sunday, April 16, 2023

Awaking in New York (Poetry Month)

 
By Maya Angelou
 

Curtains forcing their will   
against the wind,
children sleep,
exchanging dreams with   
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on   
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a   
rumor of war,
lie stretching into dawn,   
unasked and unheeded.


 
from Shaker, Why Don’t You Sing?  by Maya Angelou
Random House, 1983


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