Aesthetic Realism Looks at New York City: Poetry
Robert Clairmont
TALL BUILDINGS IN FOUR O'CLOCK STREETS
Give me rows of windows dead in night with a moon shining in them.
Give me deserted walks with crumpled newspapers lying still on them.
Give me the reflections of electric lamps in a four o'clock rain.
Tonight, my mood calls for tall buildings in four o'clock streets—give
me a river, black and shining and a liner somewhere near.
From Quintillions (NY: American Sunbeam Publisher, 2005)