NY Subway poems
Laijon Liu
20180327
I see you
staring at your
phone
and feel pain in
my neck
Penguins
crowding
On the freezing
platform-
Rush hour train
late again
Straphanging sharks in dandy suits
With bowties or
silk ties
On their way to
kill
Orcas sitting on the train
Wearing top
hats, bowler hats
Reading The Wall
Street Journal
An old homeless
man sits in the corner
His perfume
smell like piss
He laughs and
blows out cigarette smoke
I offered my
seat
To a middle age
woman
She asked me:
“Oh, am I that old?”
I offered my
seat
To an eighty
year old man
He politely
shook his head, stood proudly
Two young men
fistfight
For their arm
room
Poor unorganized
idiots
Game of musical
chair
To all that
fortune, death and danger dare
Even for a seat
Trash and that
smell
Oh, New York!
The things you hate
and miss
Pandas blocking
the doors
Pandas spread on
the seats
Moody pandas, so
moody!
I look around,
smile and nod
Those young
beautiful ladies
And they put on
airs
42nd
street is for tourists
Broadway musical,
brand name stores
No New Yorker
can afford
Subroadway Musical- Sometimes
You just wanna belt out on the train
or Yankee Doodle walk, or make whoopie
Subroadway Musical- Sometimes
You just wanna belt out on the train
or Yankee Doodle walk, or make whoopie
Ride the number
7 Train
All the way to
Flushing Main Street
You arrive at
China
Look, green glass
skyscrapers
Rise like bamboos
after spring rain
Rich soil in
Long Island City
People talk loud
and fast
Mixture of Brooklyn
Italian
Black hipster
slang accents…
Variety of
blooms
Variety of
accents, languages, foods...
Variety at one
place
Why travel?
You live in New
York
The world comes
to you
Note:
sorting and tidying up my notebooks, past undone notes that cannot be built into long pieces, most bits or scraps thrown away, or loaded up here like the The Old Pond, Words Samurai Sword, Magical Moon... or maybe all should go into trash bin.
Note:
sorting and tidying up my notebooks, past undone notes that cannot be built into long pieces, most bits or scraps thrown away, or loaded up here like the The Old Pond, Words Samurai Sword, Magical Moon... or maybe all should go into trash bin.
