Treasure Island

Claude H Oliver II

(Nov.7,1948 / New York City)

City Transit


Moving through the city
On roads, over streets, under avenues
Millions going here and there
Rolling, throbbing, thundering
Taking on bodies at every stop
Spilling bodies at their destinations
Carrying the blood of the city
Through the veins of the appointed routes
Pulsing both day and night
Quickening during the rush to and from work
Standing and seated
Rich and poor
Powerful and weak
Not cognizant of status
This river - lifeblood of the city.

December 28,2012

Submitted: Sunday, December 30, 2012

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Inspired by a ride in the New York City subway.

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