The Raider Wire

Soul of the City

There’s nowhere like Times Square

Lyndsay Hampton, Poetry Editor

November 22, 2013

Architecture pierced the sky like an urban mine Incandescent lights awakened the night I saw New York Yellow trumpets blasted left and right Indistinct chatter of a million passerby’s I heard New York Musky salt air doused the air like potpourri Smoke and incense tainted by Lombardi’s I sm...

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