One Giant Leap

[LaurieAK]

One Giant Leap

Manhattan, that crazy galaxy of stars
glittering like they were windows
lit from within. My satellite listens: old sounds
clustered in the center. Blue noise seeps in
from the north. The crackle of too many signals
confuses the reception in the south.

I want to leave my footprint and sample
the rich mix of its atmosphere.
Man, what I wouldn't give to launch myself
through the cosmos, explore the landmarks,
discover life; climb the mountains and say,
Ahh.


**Taxi!!
Laurie

[MadsAndersen]

Very nice. Like taking a breath of fresh air.

Ah, I'm lousy at responding to poetry, however I can say that it
conveys something special, it takes you there.............................

[LaurieAK]

Hi~

Thanks much for your comments. It is the ultimate goal to have a poem say something to a reader/readers.

I'm glad you could relate to this.

regards,
Laurie

[tom.d.stiller]

One Giant Leap

Manhattan, that crazy galaxy of stars
glittering like they were windows
lit from within. My satellite listens: old sounds
clustered in the center. Blue noise seeps in
from the north. The crackle of too many signals
confuses the reception in the south.

I want to leave my footprint and sample
the rich mix of its atmosphere.
Man, what I wouldn't give to launch myself
through the cosmos, explore the landmarks,
discover life; climb the mountains and say,
Ahh.

There it is, Manhattan: the confusing mixture of millions of impressions, the "unreal city" as well as the pulsing centre of life.

A visit to Manhattan, a journey "to the moon, or to that other star"...

How the possible double readings ("leave my footprints", e.g.) are interwoven! How the "what I wouldn't give" as opposed to "what wouldn't I give" adds to the ambivalence. The consisten use of space travel imagery! Well done, Laurie, a great read.

Thanks for sharing.
tom

[LaurieAK]

Thanks tom~~

Some of these 'quick writes' have turned out not too bad, considering.

It's good to see you picked up on the attitude of the narrator and the double meanings behind my literal.

I have a question for you and ANYONE....i am wondering if my intent came across. I still struggle with the reader/writer relationship and can never be sure if something is discernible or not.

This portion:

old sounds
clustered in the center. Blue noise seeps in
from the north. The crackle of too many signals
confuses the reception in the south.

I had something specific in mind when writing the above. READERS, what does this mean to you, if anything?

thanks,
Laurie