Pick A City

Cherry

By Ewan

Wed, 19 Apr 2023
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Pick a city,

compare yourselves.

You could be as rotten

as the Big Apple.

As eternal as Rome – or –

as confusing as Byzantium –

you’ve had as many names.

 

As me.

 

You could be London,

who would know?

Or perhaps Paris, valuing

yourself as better

than the rest, the 3rd line

of a ‘this book belongs to’

whose last is ‘The Universe'.

 

Of course.

 

You could be Berlin:

Lang’s Metropolis,

not Christiane F’s beat,

but drink enough and you

could join her in Amsterdam,

among the canals and bicycles,

living life, post-infamy.

 

At home.

 

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by marandina on

A clever, thoughtful poem that made me think. I *still* haven't seen Fritz Lang's movie "Metropolis". I really should. I haven't been to Amsterdam either. I have been "home", though. Which could be just about anywhere if it's thought of as a metaphor.

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

You sent me down a Christiane F rabbit hole after reading this. Poor woman. They made another version of that film recently apparently.

 

Submitted by Ewan on

when we lived there. A city of outsiders: draft dodgers and alternative life-stylers from West Germany, escapees from the East, but not many who weren't really Stasi spies.
Too much for some, like Christiane F [and for the Thin White Duke, in the end].

I had the time of my life.

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Yes, I bet you did. I always regretted not seeing that city then

 

Submitted by David Kirtley on

I like this idea. It would make a good Inspiration Point perhaps? For myself I would have to think more first.