Lola Ridge

(December 12, 1873- May 19, 1941 / Dublin)

Skyscrapers - Poem by Lola Ridge

Skyscrapers… remote, unpartisan…
Turning neither to the right nor left
Your imperturbable fronts….
Austerely greeting the sun
With one chilly finger of stone….
I know your secrets… better than all the policemen
like fat blue mullet along the avenues.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 8, 2012

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