The Loneliness Of Metros In New York Poem by Alina Gavrila

Alina Gavrila

Alina Gavrila

'The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border? '
Alina Gavrila
'The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border? '

The Loneliness Of Metros In New York

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There is loneliness tonight
The kind that descends
when 2 ppl part
the loneliness of silence
after long conversation
the loneliness of a subway ride at night
with a scant crowd
empty seats
and empty faces

We are arbitrarily together tonight,
I & these strangers,
pretending not to look
passengers on the same cart
taking us to boxed homes
in different beds
and different places

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Alina Gavrila

Alina Gavrila

'The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border? '
Alina Gavrila
'The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border? '
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