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The Approach

by Mainon A Schwartz

On my approach, I see first
the skyscrapers, scumbled
with shadows from my next-door
neighbor clouds. To see majesty,

out of focus, brings it nearer--
I could reach those black spires
from my present perch, and if
not careful, might smudge them

with my omnipotent thumbs.
The power of height-- why tall men
are confident, and small men
only conceited-- is too heavy:

I look away. And before I change
my mind, and turn to seize again
this chance to survey my
miniature kingdom--

the woman next to me has closed
the shutter. Neither of us, it seems,
is ready to assume deity today.


Author's Note:

Posted on 04/25/2005
Copyright © 2024 Mainon A Schwartz

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michael Faraday on 01/16/06 at 06:01 PM

excellent work. Enjoyed it. :)

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/09/06 at 07:32 PM

Enjoyed reading this. Nice write. Thanks.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/14/09 at 02:47 PM

I enjoyed this POTD! Thank you.

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