Manhattan at Twilight, Seen from the Palisades

Who would believe the city could be so lovely?

The streets gashes of golden fire,

the towers glowing like blocks of radium,

filled with a rich, cool burning,

and the endless stream of the traffic

that flows by the glittering river

like a necklace strung with beads of light

and draped on the shoulders of the city; ~

an island of electric magic to fill with awe

the mind and heart of some far voyager.

(June, 1965 ~ Hoboken)

Earth Apples: The Poetry of Edward Abbey

With original artwork by Michael McCurdy

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For my friends in the city for the fair.

J*