by Victoria_Lucas
even though it is perfect for what it is, what it doesn't tell me leaves me lost. Where is Bryant Park and what do marble lions have to do with it?
I loved the description of the birds and the baggage. You have a pretty good sounding poem here. By that I mean, I could hear it as well as envision. I love when a poet can do that.
NJ ( normal jean) I am logged out and forgot my freaking password, so I didn't log back in. Just didn't want to leave an anonymous comment.
Not much else to say, actually. Lovely poem. (Oh, NJ--Bryant Park is in New York City behind the New York Public Library's main branch, which building is fronted by some famouse marble lions. Yes, I had to look that up. :) )
Just wanted to comment and say that I enjoy your poetry. I really like your style.