August 28

August 28, 2015
by C
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Another city night, velvet
-textured, wine-hued,

here on the roof deck,
in a glass bowl

of new construction–
the sharp angles

of stilled cranes flashing
intermittent red–

and sometimes
a night is just

peaceful, I don’t know
what distinguishes it

except this soft,
late, light, the sky

that settles in
like an always

-faithful tide,
a sense

of containment,
yet kind, and spacious–

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  2. Elusive Trope's avatar
    Elusive Trope says

    “wine-hued” is awesome. The ending is exacting, yet because of the contrast cannot settle down into one place. Well done!

    a sense

    of containment,
    but spacious, and kind–

    That is just how I feel about those old narrow European streets. So human to want both, eh.

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