Awaking in New York

Curtains forcing their will
against the wind,
children sleep,
exchanging dreams with
seraphim. The city
drags itself awake on
subway straps; and
I, an alarm, awake as a
rumor of war,
lie stretching into dawn,

unasked and unheeded.


Maya Angelou, (USA 1928-2014), from The Complete Collected Poems, 1994 – seen in Poetry in Motion (NY Subway)

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