1971 Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

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Irony

I emerge from my cocoon
Into the world of freedom
Automobiles honking
Air brakes screeching
Sweepers sweeping
Buildings grasping the heavens
Antlike commuters in their bus
The marquee blinking
Streetlights dimly lit
People everywhere

I come into the world of light
From that of darkness
Flourescent light
Electric light
Artificial light
Light turning on
And I breathe the city air
Smell the tar after a rain
Cross the street in wonder
And get hit by a bus

1971

copyright 2001 by Michael F. Nyiri
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