CITY MORNING
We tend to live by habit and in some ways modern life tends
to encourage this, turning life into a "machine". Yet every
day is in some ways a chance for a new beginning as many have
remarked, for example, the great classical Indian playwright Kalidasa
in his famous verses "Look to this Day." These thoughts
form the background to this short poem.
CITY
MORNING
Earth’s journeyed
through the turn of night;
The sun’s upon our
sky.
Day slips the city
into gear.
The morning
immigration’s here.
Clocks’ shrill
awakening;
The dreaming eyes
are opening
And looking with
day-sight,
And seeing in the
given light.
People wake and
dress and eat:
Day-starting
rituals, habit-neat.
And car-lines fill
road patterns,
And carriages track
metal trails.
Clocks mark
work-start. Commuters yawn.
Each heart moves
past another dawn.
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