Bowery Afternoon
Drab discoloration Of faces, faades, pawn-shops, Second-hand clothing, Smoky and fly-blown glass of lunch-rooms, Odors of rancid life... Deadly uniformity Of eyes and windows Alike devoid of light... Holes wherein life scratches - Mangy life Nosing to the gutter's end... Show-rooms and mimic pillars Flaunting out of their gaudy vestibules Bosoms and posturing thighs... Over all the Elevated Droning like a bloated fly.
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"Drab discoloration..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Lola Ridge delivers a powerful performance in "Bowery Afternoon"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...