<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448108" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spring</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A spring wind on the Bowery,<br>Blowing the fluff of night shelters<br>Off bedraggled garments,<br>And agitating the gutters, that eject little spirals of vapor<br>Like lewd growths.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bare-legged children stamp in the puddles, splashing each other,<br>One - with a choir-boy's face<br>Twits me as I pass…<br>The word, like a muddied drop,<br>Seems to roll over and not out of<br>The bowed lips,<br>Yet dewy red<br>And sweetly immature.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">People sniff the air with an upward look - <br>Even the mite of a girl<br>Who never plays…<br>Her mother smiles at her<br>With eyes like vacant lots<br>Rimming vistas of mean streets<br>And endless washing days…<br>Yet with sun on the lines<br>And a drying breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old candy woman<br>Shivers in the young wind.<br>Her eyes - littered with memories<br>Like ancient garrets,<br>Or dusty unaired rooms where someone died - <br>Ask nothing of the spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a pale pink dream<br>Trembles about this young girl's body,<br>Draping it like a glowing aura.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gloats in a mirror<br>Over her gaudy hat,<br>With its flower God never thought of…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the dream, unrestrained,<br>Floats about the loins of a soldier,<br>Where it quivers a moment,<br>Warming to a crimson<br>Like the scarf of a toreador…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the delicate gossamer breaks at his contact<br>And recoils to her in strands of shattered rose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lola+Ridge">Lola Ridge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448108" data-title="Spring de Lola Ridge" data-description="A spring wind on the Bowery, Blowing the fluff of night shelters Off bedraggled garments, And agitating the gutters, that eject little spirals of vapor Like lewd growths. Bare-legged children stamp in the puddles, splashing each other, One - with..."></div> </div> </div>

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