Detroit River Scape

The riverís surface is grey green plush. The opposite shore populated by Albert Kahnís Neoclassical art peppered now and then by nameless Stalinesque edifices and salted by organic polyform tents reminiscent of the pleasure dome of another Kahn. A mottled slate grey autumn sky completes the scene as small boats rush about occasionally to secret ports on self important missions known only to the skippers While quietly a lone fisherman Sits in solitude on the bank awaiting nirvana.

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Written on 2018-10-03 at 23:22

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Vivid and beautifully presented ("nameless Stalinesque edifices" seem to be the architectural bane of many an American city, alas!). Very good work.

I like the "the pleasure dome of another Khan." I have always adored inter-textuality in poems. My only concern is the lineation of the poem--maybe fiddle with it a bit?


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
A perfect picture in words. You played me right there.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I like this sketch. Sometimes saying things outright, without the poetic form, is just right. This is just right.