Tony Towle

(1939 / New York City / United States)

Thoughts Near The George Washington Bridge - Poem by Tony Towle

We move frontally toward dominion,
which is something I've wanted to do;
but with too much appeasement in that advertisement,
too brief,

as an interest in susceptibility,
feeling oddly among those people in their revolt;
and its concluding essence
will depend on the Attack of the Parsley Men

and balance on the corner of an extreme tenement
and Beth shall have no opinion.

No, but on the other side,
it is mostly uncomfortable here;
I have been here a long time,
with differences.
We should go take in the weather
at the top of the hill,
as in my original conception,
with the light.

by the center, the design;
I was stuck by the difference
in her clothing.
The steps are being reviewed,
the last offense is there, stops,
expresses momentum.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, August 8, 2014

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