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Summer Night in New York City
The sounds
Of the Harlem night
Drop one by one into stillness.
The last player-piano is closed.
The last victrola ceases with the
“Jazz Boy Blues.”
The last crying baby sleeps
And the night becomes
Still as a whispering heartbeat.
I toss
Without rest in the darkness,
Weary as the tired night,
My soul
Empty as the silence,
Empty with a vague,
Aching emptiness,
Desiring,
Needing someone,
Something.
I toss without rest
In the darkness
Until the new dawn,
Wan and pale,
Descends like a white mist
Into the court-yard.
I toss for you, New York.
Kam nje liber per New York, dhe kete poezi e shkeputa prej andej. Nuk e di, por mua ai qytet me ben te ndjehem keq... edhe pse kam jetuar atje per nje vit a diçka me shume.
Pershendetje Keni!
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