from "Rush Hour" by Catherine Hunter
"You stood at the bus depot
counting out your coins to buy a ticket
you were fifteen, you were leaving
this city, you were never
going to come back
you remember how that felt--
but the streets pull you, they pull you
through them until you are made to understand.
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"when you sit with your notebook in some
coffee shop on Portage Avenue
and the rain comes down, the sirens
moan, the waitress leans her cheek
against the window
and for a moment both of you believe
you can hear the city breathing--
you are both tired, you want to be done."
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3 comments:
I really appreciate these, super meaningful.
I love the images it evokes,
"the strets pull you" they certainly do.
yeah, she rocks. i don't have any more of her stuff-- just had this one on hand for an article.
for those who don't know, she recorded this, set to music by the weakerthans.
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