Why should I leave you?

The Taxi

by Amy Lowell

When I go away from you

The world beats dead

Like a slackened drum.

I call out for you against the jutted stars   

And shout into the ridges of the wind.   

Streets coming fast,

One after the other,

Wedge you away from me,

And the lamps of the city prick my eyes

So that I can no longer see your face.

Why should I leave you,

To wound myself upon the sharp edges of the night?

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I hate to disappoint, but while in NYC my blog shall remain on pause.

But when I get back, I promise to share all the snapshots I will have taken while away.

Don't miss me too much ;)

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