The Poetry of Cities

“A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning. The city is like poetry: it compresses all life, all races and breeds, into a small island and adds music and the accompaniment of internal engines. The island of Manhattan is without any doubt the greatest human concentration on earth, the poem whose music is comprehensible to millions of permanent residents but whose full meaning will always remain elusive.”

Excerpt from “Here is New York” by E.B. White

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Dreams like these lay waste to the impossible. I have delusions far beyond grandeur.

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