Broadway

Light!     Innumerable ions of light,     Kindling, irradiating,     All to their foci tending...     Light that jingles like anklet chains     On bevies of little lithe twinkling feet,     Or clingles in myriad vibrations     Like trillions of porcelain     Vases shattering...     Light over the laminae of roofs,     Diffusing in shimmering nebulae     About the night's boundaries,     Or billowing in pearly foam     Submerging the low-lying stars...     Light for the feast prolonged -     Captive light in the goblets quivering...     Sparks evanescent     Struck of meeting looks -     Fringed eyelids leashing     Sheathed and leaping lights...     Infinite bubbles of light     Bursting, reforming...     Silvery filings of light     Incessantly falling...     Scintillant, sided dust of light     Out of the white flares of Broadway -     Like a great spurious diamond     In the night's corsage faceted...     Broadway,     In ambuscades of light,     Drawing the charmed multitudes     With the slow suction of her breath -     Dangling her naked soul     Behind the blinding gold of eunuch lights     That wind about her like a bodyguard.     Or like a huge serpent, iridescent-scaled,     Trailing her coruscating length     Over the night prostrate -     Triumphant poised,     Her hydra heads above the avenues,     Values appraising     And her avid eyes     Glistening with eternal watchfulness...     Broadway -     Out of her towers rampant,     Like an unsubtle courtezan     Reserving nought for some adventurous night.