Some rooftop, water-tank looming, street-racket strangely…
““Some rooftop, water-tank looming, street-racket strangely quelled and other known and unknown there, long sweet summer evening on the tarred roof: leaned back your head to the nightvault swarming with stars the Pleiades broken loose, not seven but thousands every known constellation flinging out fiery threads and you could distinguish all -cobwebs, tendrils, anatomies of stars coherently hammocked, blueblack avenues between… It was New York, the dream-site the lost city the city of dreadful light…we went striding the avenues in our fiery hair in our bodies young and ordinary riding the subways reading or pressed against other bodies feeling in them the maps of Brooklyn Queens Manhattan…””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The poem paints a vivid, sensory-rich night in New York, blending cosmic imagery with urban life to evoke wonder and melancholy.
In simple terms: A night in New York feels both cosmic and intimate.
Observe the extraordinary in everyday moments.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- late-night walks
- city exploration
- creative writing
- mindfulness practice
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What emotions does the night evoke?
- How does the city feel like a galaxy?
The dense imagery may overwhelm some readers.