let

me

tell

you

of

the

big

apple

 

a

 

magnetic

 

poem

 

*

by

 horst ernestus

        1999

  

Textfeld: *
based on a selection
of
magnetic words
relating
to
New York City

 

day

and

night

there

 is

cold

shine

of

neon

light

over

Manhattan

gorgeous

glass

tall

steel

white

smoke

clean

smell

as

well

as

grey

and

ugly

views

a

city’s

dirt

 

that

skyscrape

architecture

overwhelms

you

traffic

noise

and

rushing

crowds

exhaust

you

 

elevated

to

Empire State Building’s

lofty

stage

or

riding

the

huge

river

on

Staten Island Ferry

you

wonder

why

 

after

the

Whitney

and

the

Guggenheim

I

sit

in

Central Park

watch

joggers

dogs

celebrity

pass

by

go

shopping

on

Fifth avenue

 

I

walk

West  42nd Street

find

a

deli

in

Times Square

eat

bagels

and

pretzels

hurry

down

Broadway

for

a

show

jazz live

 

New York

at

dark

I

see

the

stars

no

muggers

 

I

take

the

subway

hail

a

cab

to

my

hotel

and

dream

of

my

return

to

Brooklyn Bridge

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