HARLEM

Urban

street corner conversation
while hands make exchanges,
bodegas bustling,
fire escape carpet dusting,
hot peas and butter,
salsa lovers,
determined single mothers,
hopeful kids home before dark,
play in cement parks
while a neighbors dog barks,
empty viles, and cigar filling
left from a cypher now gone,
escaping from things
they haven't done wrong,
twisting fingers braid
woolen hair while girls
play double dutch,
jumping in pairs as
a pastor bids farewell

Reviews

[Elijah Gleaves]

The poem is like a collection of snapshots of Harlem. Or any big city for that matter ( I saw a lot of Philadelphia in it 2) You captured a whole community in your work nice job