25 juillet 2012
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dawn, down streets, from pavement
Steam rises breath of night.
open windows, curtains
drawn face
construction
into chasmed space
roof rooftops, plateaus
antennas lines
And here and there a pigeon comes to peck
Downtown, buildings thinning haze.
newest, center
block-broad base,
Obsidian glass, fifty stories
window
aerie
Nearer sleeping blocks
the bay, gathering
short hollow
if dawn pliantly compels
The city sounds shapes,
diagonals and parallels:
Long streets
squares alleys fire escapes,
Rooftops
roofs’ breeze-freshened shelves,
level surfaces
fragments are themselves
intermediate
all the stories
all the stories
Timothy
Steele,
“From
a
Rooftop”
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