I Walk These Streets
Posted by deanjbaker on January 7, 2012
I walk O’Connell Street, across
the Liffey, then down
the Via Veneto; wander amidst
the Florentine wares, stride
from the Spanish Steps, Omonia Square
I come back to myself, out
of the orange groves; away
from Key Largo, and onto the streets
I know so well, invaded now
by strangers and violent sheep
I look every place, weighed
by responsibility and imminent
doom; I cannot find it
on Morro, or Higuera: nor anywhere,
else except within these lines I tell myself
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Val said
Yes. I liked this when I read it before. I may be reading this through my own lens of self perception but there is a wise but despairing soul dropping breadcrumbs on this trail through life. You are a poet I admire, sometimes envy but always respect for having the guts to be fearless with what you write. You never sham it Dean, and that is honourable.
slpmartin said
Brought to mind the time I visited my hometown after twenty years…things were not the same…..enjoyed your poem.
deanjbaker said
appreciate you saying, Charles – both that and walks through our lives..
Veronica said
Excellent poem!
deanjbaker said
thanks for saying, Veronica