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Poems

Your country 'tis of me,
Porky plutocracy,
Where cash is king.
Where my dear reps are bought,
Who would have ever thought,
What our Supremes have wrought,
Hail the loud "ka-ching!"

Poem with probability = 0.997766742364

Open sesame quid pro quo time,
Farewell to the nickel and dime,
Laws openly bought
Back rooms come to nought,
Make way for the slathers of slime!

Poem with probability = 0.997156619668

Our Land was So Well Constituted
By Leadership who So Well Instituted.
But Their Dream has Become Convoluted....
When our "Leadership" became Prostituted

Poem with probability = 0.996883629728

Will they hold their own feet to the fire,
Or will the Agency once more conspire,
To keep hidden all salient facts,
Of 'in-the-name-of-security' acts,
And only release what they so desire.

Poem with probability = 0.994618932597

Waiting for the bus
here comes a stranger talking
when does the bus come?

Playing basketball
there were too many people
so I left alone

I was walking home
and a girl bumped into me
then she said sorry

Poem with probability = 0.985977494313

I commute to school
then go back home with pressure
on my mind: future.

Not every stranger
will steal or rob, remember-
they have feelings, too.

Poem with probability = 0.985482126861

Not fie but a feh, my first thought,
Yeh yeh, is better and taut
Brooks is rejoicing
At what he is voicing,
A full column that comes to nought!

Poem with probability = 0.984349017333

Uh-oh, say can you hear,
From your vivid flat screen,
That great thund'ring truth bought
By the good brothers Koch?

Propaganda will blare,
Slime bombs bursting on-air,
What our plutos have sought,
The Supreme Court has wrought.

Uh-oh, say can you hear
That bombast e'er booming?
From democracy's fall,
Let our oligarchs haul!

Poem with probability = 0.982006835571

A subway car roars.
Stand clear of the closing doors.
Hark! The E train soars

Poem with probability = 0.98177847516

The naysayers did get my goat,
I do have a strong urge to gloat,
Despite glitchy jerks
Obama care works,
In Koch sibling eyes whar a mote!

Poem with probability = 0.978501675219

In the Old South the dresses were frill-able,
And Baroque vocal music was trill-able,
While Larry's great sense of 'time,'
Is often truly sublime,
(Ignoring the occasional one [or more] extra syllable...)

Poem with probability = 0.963315540073

Rattle of the trains.
iPhone consultations. New
York jive sensations.

Poem with probability = 0.957597752765

The sunsets pink bliss
New York of solitudes kiss
Shines warm in your heart

Poem with probability = 0.955138094002

That's what Roberts is all about
The corporate rich there's no doubt,
The Poor, the Oppressed,
Like peas off his vest,
Are trivia that make him pout!

Poem with probability = 0.954740000844

So what difference does it make?
What corruption level's at stake?
There'll still be Karzai
With his thumb in the Pie,
For landless folk nary a break!

Poem with probability = 0.952274805931

The First Amendment, so we're told,
Permits the rich to speak with gold.
The Second Amendment (it could be said)
Lets us edit that speech with lead.

Poem with probability = 0.942194866861

Before the sun rises
Six a.m. brings surprises
make a difference

Poem with probability = 0.934546354372

Oh, the New Yorkers.
They are not really strangers,
they are just themselves.

Poem with probability = 0.931623178894

Thank You for the Candor,
Which Some will see as Slander.
At Seventy-Seven....and Closer to Heaven,
My Life is Getting Blander.
I Don't Have to Cheer the World that is Here;
I've Seen Much that was Really Great.
I don't have to Care about Who, What and Where...
But for my Children...It's Getting "Too Late"!

Poem with probability = 0.92913578539

Once a New Yorker
you are no longer stranger
than you were before.

Poem with probability = 0.927035732024

Please accept the following entries from my fourth grade students:

Gabriella Richter - New York, NY
Running through the park
The sun shining on me
Nice folks greeting me

Arianna T. - New York, NY
Be prepared for it
Because the busiest time
Of day is now here

Nicole Hirsch - New York, NY
We run in the sea
shaking, surrounded by waves
PLOP PLOP she's gone

Poem with probability = 0.914638473829

April clouds
park trees snag
some new kites

Poem with probability = 0.908748823669

Topic: Strangers
Many worlds collide
For maybe only one stop,
On a subway car.

- Sam Harris
High School Sophomore

Poem with probability = 0.907270501369

A year ago many pundits were writing the obituary
of Euro zone and with it EU itslef. Victoria Nuland
didn't have a polite word for EU.Now the economy
is showing sign of low growth, it is being portrayed
as an attractive club that Ukrainians died to join
and Turkey can't. EU is a big market and Turkey
can trade and should trade in. But it should also
explore close trade relations with BRICs, Indonesia
and other African and Latin American countries.
Turkey will be better off without plethora of rules
and regulations emanating from Brussels and 29
countries trying to make a decision unanimously.
Sometime things that don't happen are a blessing
in disguise. Turkey should concentrate on creating
cohesion after Erdogan, now a destructive leader,
is gone and develop relations with all in an emerging
multi-polar world.

Poem with probability = 0.896203095842

Holds the door for me,
kindly waits for me to pass,
as I go to class.

Poem with probability = 0.887765211557

Snow laden gray skies
unburdened under lights
in Strawberry Fields

Poem with probability = 0.883718173111

misty morning hour
poor visibility
cabs move catiously

Poem with probability = 0.865404685401

Stranger in New York,
Missing my Swiss mountain home.
Skyscrapers calm me.

Poem with probability = 0.856609535602

Scurrying bodies
Happy tulips rise
Inhale effervescence

Poem with probability = 0.856297857537

Walk briskly and often.

The advice is sound

And spikes your chances

Of staying around.

Poem with probability = 0.846891607185

The free subway breeze
is notorious to please
when spring is in bloom

Poem with probability = 0.836484578283

The taxi driver
just gave me a de Niro sneer!
Travis Bickle lives.

Poem with probability = 0.830716432991

From my student, Jackie L, 6th Grade:
SOLITUDE
Lonely by myself
With nobody by my side
Glad not close to home

Poem with probability = 0.829376960349

I like traveling
on MTA trains because
it is much better.

Every day I love
taking my brother to school
because I love him.

Poem with probability = 0.828443993739

The bag is moving
Everyone on the train looks
Out pops a puppy

The bag is moving
Everyone on the train looks
Out pops a python

Poem with probability = 0.822278726022

Above skyscrapers
of wood, Central Park’s red-tails
silent as the sun

Revision of one I posted yesterday:

A kestrel nabs a
vole in the Ramble as trills
fill dawn’s coffee cup

Poem with probability = 0.810129647789

Morning call, prayer.
Breaks the stillness of the night.
Reflection, then light.

Poem with probability = 0.806548074664

With every loud noise
It seems to grow expansive
But I’m still alone

Poem with probability = 0.801651674532

Commute is a dance
Strangers mover with step and grace
With bagel and coffee

Poem with probability = 0.799081365805

Supercalifrag-
ilisticexpiali-
docious - NYC!

Poem with probability = 0.75610498132

Ants tread everywhere
Across the great big apple
A vibrance of life

Poem with probability = 0.755529560307

immersed in our phones
what passes for solitude
on our crowded isle

Poem with probability = 0.741189550605

can you swipe me on?
some swear i am criminal
some like to rebel

Poem with probability = 0.738213939317

Rhythm to commute
Step together but apart
Share a bagel , a dance

Poem with probability = 0.736226875539

are you, now, alone
waiting for the sun to rise
over Brooklyn Bridge?

Poem with probability = 0.7345624164

New York City is
Surrounded by water but
I wouldn't drink it

Poem with probability = 0.715064154508

Are your taste buds so
addicted to Manhattan
Starbucks' (big bucks) jo?

Poem with probability = 0.699841688949

souvenir shop
a gorilla grips
the Empire State

Poem with probability = 0.698393246952

April rain showers
Bring the springs kindness powers
Solitudes flower

Poem with probability = 0.692857415185

(I thought I would write
only one haiku but its
become additive.)

Poem with probability = 0.692857415185

actors and leaders
parade at Madame Tussauds
wax heaven on earth

Poem with probability = 0.686502229388

Greenwich Village
the yellow taxi
not big enough

Poem with probability = 0.68232945243

Glistening metal
Touching a brand new sky
Sidewalks await day.

Poem with probability = 0.681273225694

Marcy tire swings and
Holds hands with kids, now friends, in
Harlem's new playground.

Poem with probability = 0.675056926398

upper east side
a panhandler tells me
he won’t take pennies

Poem with probability = 0.669712069226

streets strangely quiet
glass towers cast rosy hues
parks host eager dogs

Poem with probability = 0.666591382954

I give a free swipe
to a stranger since I have
unlimited time.

Poem with probability = 0.648295209501

"Sensible" has become the new liberal code word for abridgment.

Let us have 'sensible' limits on free speech.

No one can object to "sensible" gun registration.

We can have "sensible" taxation on churches.

There needs to be "sensible" requirements for political gatherings.

The government should be able to "sensible"ly listen to your cell phone conversation.

Judges should allow "sensible" suspension of the 5th Amendment.

Children's Protective Services should apply "sensible" rules to removing minors from their families.

The progressive income tax a "sensible" tool to redistribute the wealth.

A "sensible" way to insure equal outcomes is affirmative action quotas.

It is "sensible" to punish white Americans for the crimes of their ancestors.

The knock out game is a "sensible" reaction to white privilege by black teenagers.

There is nothing "sensible" about any of these things. Equal treatment by the law, means equal, not "sensible".

Poem with probability = 0.644275957667

Stranger

Strangers that I know
Emptiness of a full train
Do they see my pain ?

Poem with probability = 0.643847164509

An island makes weath.
There is only so much space.
Let them live elsewhere.

Poem with probability = 0.641523435621

As I walk outside
I get a whiff of the day
A fragrant city

Poem with probability = 0.63864990141

Rain falls again but
Luckily an umbrella
Isn't hard to share.

Poem with probability = 0.631066256864

where the subway
becomes the el 
our collective sigh

Poem with probability = 0.622148961404

The solitary
streets are just starting to wake
at the sight of sun

New York is full of
different faces who all
have something to share

Poem with probability = 0.619952281407

Washington Square Park
People watching is the best
Free entertainment!

Poem with probability = 0.612363414614

humanity loves
to exemplify kindness
and pushes forward

-Harry G

Poem with probability = 0.603927270764

Speeding through the streets
Our city never sleeps
Buzzing from its core

Poem with probability = 0.600367439204

'Gifthorse Commute' by Betty Kim.
I'm not impressed with
the gift of a free seat - when
my view is your crotch.

Poem with probability = 0.59956650259

Tom and Beth Rickman
Introduced me to L.A.
But I'm from New York

Poem with probability = 0.594315121916

One beautiful day
Flowers blossom gorgeously
A delightful sight

Poem with probability = 0.594315121916

One beautiful day
Flowers blossom gorgeously
A delightful sight

Poem with probability = 0.594315121916

One beautiful day
Flowers blossom gorgeously
A delightful sight

Poem with probability = 0.588655067493

Those who can, win. If you can't, spin.
Either way, next generation, begin.

Poem with probability = 0.578412893591

Strangers bright lights
up and coming stars all here
That is in Brooklyn
Demian L-S

Poem with probability = 0.577427420212

Lovely yellow cups
On their softly swaying stems
Herald warmer days

Poem with probability = 0.575058956973

Two commutes:

Their keychains, his dreads,
Her calm. From West End to Lex:
I know them so well.

Between two puffer
Jackets: just room for a boy
And his Rubik cube.

Poem with probability = 0.566708387018

Sometimes the strangers
can be your friend in danger
Our island kindness

Poem with probability = 0.56448544181

Water to the west...
...and the north, the south, and east.
Must be an island.

Poem with probability = 0.556354023496

At six a.m. a
shmear on a bialy helps
prop open the eyelids.

Poem with probability = 0.547433787997

shelter less sparrow
refugee ,in a building
yet to take a shape

Poem with probability = 0.54591321728

Central Park is a
fun world of solitude as
you relax with peace
-Ruthie Spencer, age 9

Poem with probability = 0.540585604169

Solitude

There is a certain,
Comfort of being alone,
Alone in myself

Poem with probability = 0.538761560659

People love peace at
everywhere they go, whether
home, school - they want it.

Poem with probability = 0.53849900283

Hello, New Yorkers!
I want to know your stories.
Each and every one.

Poem with probability = 0.530241125801

My secret soundtrack
As I move through the people
Alone, and in love

Poem with probability = 0.525415166152

I’m in the big apple
A magnificent island
Time passes quickly

Poem with probability = 0.52196763917

Black white gray paper
Occupies my eyes today
This commute is long

Poem with probability = 0.519609986432

Far up manhattan
Everybody poses
April clouds shining

Poem with probability = 0.519609986432

Bobover, Satmar
Lubavitcher Hasidim.
Always a minyan!

Poem with probability = 0.51880417108

Solitude

A singular bud
Arrested in solitude
The longing for friends

Poem with probability = 0.510663280842

Constant Blur
It's a constant blur.
The lights. The sounds. The people.
Are they really there?

Poem with probability = 0.496239099398

The deli where you
and I ate hot pastrami
is a Chase bank now

Poem with probability = 0.487492449323

A homeless man yells
He throws a book at my face
A nanny hugs me

Poem with probability = 0.485500573536

The yellow head pokes
through last autumn's damp browned leaves.
Hello Daffodils!

Poem with probability = 0.484144030057

Too rushed to say hi,
Faces pass hurriedly by
But Joy! The rare grin!

Poem with probability = 0.479897108286

I remain somewhat lost as to why a Photographer cannot
refuse to photograph a "Wedding" for whatever reason.

Must a Jewish Baker provide catering to a Neo-Nazi group ?

I have been told you cannot be a salesperson
in expensive clothing stores unless you are deemed
sufficiently good looking - is that fair ?

The problems seems to stem from the simple fact that we
are taxed and are taxes are spent in ways the government
deems necessary.

The Affordable Care Act is a Tax.

Is it up to the government to decide what constitutes
the elements of Health Care or not ?

What is a person or a company to do when they find
some of the elements of the mandated Health Care
to be morally objectionable ?

We have gone very, very far beyond what the
writers of the Constitution ever imagined.

Would a company be within the Law if it had on its
employment contract: We will not pay for any insurance
costs related to x, y and z. If you do not agree with
that policy, please reconsider working for us.

As for the age of the Justices.
They should all have to retire by age 70.
Be limited to 15 years on the Court.
[Long enough anyone to have the Last Word.]

Federal Judges should have to:
Spend a year as a Police Officer.
Two years as a Public Defender.
Two years as a Prosecutor.
One year working in Prison.
Two years as Lawyer working in small - human scale - cases.
Attend a Public Execution.
Work as an Advocate for the Poor.

So they can actually understand what it is like to
a typical citizen.

Poem with probability = 0.460329851847

Beautiful lights Yes
This is NYC filled with
kindness love and care

-Jacob H

Poem with probability = 0.457316212101

rooster crowing
somewhere in the city
that never sleeps

Poem with probability = 0.452150734269

i drank her beauty;
she a flower, and me, a
thirsty hummingbird

Poem with probability = 0.434556906477

Corporations are people
and money is speech
so those with less $ whisper
and those with more, ROAR!

Poem with probability = 0.434519725601

A sea of people
moving bodies, faces, scents
Other lives - beside

Poem with probability = 0.430800284399

Dark, Mysterious
New adventure everyday
Meeting new people

Poem with probability = 0.427952498833

When I go to bed
I like the peace and quiet
of the New York night
-Gracie Spencer, age 6

Poem with probability = 0.424817837417

A Train

EXCUSE ME LADIES
AND GENTLEMEN MAY I HAVE
YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE.

Poem with probability = 0.423526472953

early morning bus
we sleepy riders enjoy
sunrise together

Poem with probability = 0.421758225578

its very tough
there is NOBODY
who can work as long as
and be successful as Johnny Carson
RIP.....

i grew up watching him.....
what a talent....
but after he retired it became known
that altho he was so funny....he himself
was a very sad man......

hey....Jay Leno IS available!!!

Poem with probability = 0.418138872689

Tourist love to come
there is kindness everywhere
That is our New York

-Demian L-S

Poem with probability = 0.410375617943

People and faces
are seen on the outside but
are unknown within

-Allison

Poem with probability = 0.408241713568

We Apologize

This train is being
diverted due to minor
construction ahead.

Poem with probability = 0.407516424748

Past organic leeks
a friendly greeting wakes me--
charity clipboards.

Poem with probability = 0.406126935445

Where spring is heaven
Brutal winters after fall
June - worth waiting for

Poem with probability = 0.405180565716

Passing organic leaks
a friendly greeting wakes me—
charity clipboards.

Poem with probability = 0.405074073786

April's gentle gloves
have eastered from the ash gray
mounds of dirty snow.

Archdiocese closed
another school-- Stamford local
wonders where I am.

Poem with probability = 0.402551255456

We Apologize

This train is being
diverted due to minor
train traffic ahead.

Poem with probability = 0.402036693644

Deep in the darkness
Stranger's eyes meet fainted smiles
Rush through New York veins

Poem with probability = 0.394004522922

In New York City
Nice people on the bus ride
Glad to be with them
- Steven Zheng - NYC Student

Poem with probability = 0.388563456776

Larry,

Sam Clemens said it the best.
Our Congress outclasses the rest.
You don't always get what you pay for.
But in D.C. We get that and much more.

Poem with probability = 0.384078933318

The skyscrapers heights
take me to heavenly step
spring's sunshines window.

Poem with probability = 0.382741415571

Out before the sun
The light of the moon greets us
Long days. Longer nights.

Poem with probability = 0.382062847933

I am the man from
Nantucket now commuting
To the Big Apple.

Poem with probability = 0.381047060235

Garbage trucks rumble
up York at six, crushing dreams
of trash creators.

Poem with probability = 0.380253826138

New York City Is
A Place Of Crazy Strangers
Including Women And Men

-Brian D

Poem with probability = 0.3763697932

I'm a stranger here
Passing by, listening the wind,
dancing on keyboard

Poem with probability = 0.374738758052

Was raining Monday
Fell across Fifth Avenue
Thank you New Yorker

Poem with probability = 0.370778692856

Sitting face to face
Too caught up to live real life
I do not know you.

Poem with probability = 0.370406676111

Walk the city streets
Another face in the crowd
Eyes lock, look away

Poem with probability = 0.370406676111

Strangers, in a field
Unbeknownst to each other
Both thinking, hello

Poem with probability = 0.36402899883

New York is
About living and loving
About being kind

-Kathleen N

Poem with probability = 0.363903604931

Change from our pocket
Stories of loss and sorrow
Can't ignore their pain

Poem with probability = 0.360648008256

Manhattan, N.Y:
Flying in at 6 a.m.
Lit up, orange sky.

Poem with probability = 0.356882656171

Past organic leaks
a friendly greeting wakes me—
charity clipboards.

Poem with probability = 0.349376838917

I am so afraid
children will be left behind.
Subway to Field Trip.

Poem with probability = 0.343181577601

In a spring backyard
a robin hunted for worms.
I munched an apple.

Poem with probability = 0.342445392261

The doors, wide open
Waves of people rush through them
They close and move on

Poem with probability = 0.342244475858

Tired I stumble,
awakening to the light,
I will run away.

Poem with probability = 0.334381408421

He covered the man
With his own body as the
Train rushed over them.

Poem with probability = 0.329031872985

the vagrant shouted
his mad man's soliloquy
then begged for some cash

Poem with probability = 0.329031872985

The door opened. He
walked in the elevator.
This time, we said, "Hi."

Poem with probability = 0.329031872985

He has many friends
he chose to be by himself
with his books at home.

Poem with probability = 0.326932920243

Kindness, Commute:
Stand on the yellow
Close your eyes and feel the breeze
An MTA kiss

Poem with probability = 0.324552740101

6 a.m.
We push, shove, and run
For doors that close so quickly
We BOLT through, then sleep
By Peter Kilkenny
Student at HSMSE
9th grader

Poem with probability = 0.320947355409

6 AM, East River Park:

I wait for the dawn.
An elderly man speed walks
past, won't meet my eye.

On his return trip
I'm doing calisthenics.
He beams. "Good morning!"

Poem with probability = 0.320362232941

There's not much twerking
Going on at six a.m.
On the ferry boat.

Poem with probability = 0.319614726443

Passover's coming.
Bring on the matzah brei.
God smiles as I chew.

Poem with probability = 0.317117817297

You have my attention
and I have yours. Together
we just stay silent.

Poem with probability = 0.314021087128

morning, wake, walk, wait,
elevator to platform,
wait, A train, walk, work

Poem with probability = 0.311769272872

Abandoned Platform

Boarded-up niches
With a mezzanine untouched
Bowery Station

Poem with probability = 0.311598530959

Only in New York
Homeless property owners
Riding the E train

Poem with probability = 0.309993447077

sentimental park.
souls cast like dice. paper cups
rattle around chairs.

Poem with probability = 0.306613494601

The train's approaching.
Wesley jumps onto the tracks
And saves the man's life.

Poem with probability = 0.30339062529

Writing these haikus
about experiencing
NYC is fun!

Poem with probability = 0.303151469587

I breathe once again
As the conductor proclaims
"Penn Station New York."

Poem with probability = 0.302865325854

'Just one?" waitress said.
"Left me for a bank robber."
"She did? Drinks on me.'

Poem with probability = 0.302607329843

kissing pigeons
perching on the towers' frame
victorious peace.

Poem with probability = 0.301352642947

So many people
Come to the city daily
To walk and talk fast

Poem with probability = 0.300124280107

lower east side rain
tompkins square park turning green
behind the black fence

Poem with probability = 0.298676617542

Subways hiss like snakes
carrying tons of people
ready to spit out

Poem with probability = 0.296637326561

"Sardines in a can"
Is one way to describe the
schlep on the subway.

Poem with probability = 0.295543096165

A black cat settles
across the car at Dekalb--
blank river; new moon.

Poem with probability = 0.293913691615

How is it possi-
ble to feel so alone a-
mong the eight million?

Poem with probability = 0.291170885147

I don't like to talk
to strangers because I may
feel uncomfortable.

Poem with probability = 0.290313242695

The rigid street grid
urges me forward, heedless,
I'm blind to your smile.

Poem with probability = 0.290313242695

Crisp air, all around
Sun has woken, so have I
We move through the streets

Poem with probability = 0.28949698861

The first light pours gold
Early mornings are simple,
Not for the big city.

Poem with probability = 0.287730126145

Grasping for balance,
Hours fly trapped in swirling flesh
Distant minds waft home

Poem with probability = 0.284654308146

When I sit alone
if I look at the isalnd,
I think about my goal.

Poem with probability = 0.284284559797

It's the sweet shy glance
From a stranger on a train
That makes us happy.

Poem with probability = 0.282797202338

He covers him with
His own body as the train
Rushes over them.

Poem with probability = 0.281283702444

Subway circus act
Feats performed on silver poles
Jaded faces melt

Poem with probability = 0.279883864607

Don't we all do it?
While walking we look into
Windows and wonder.

Poem with probability = 0.279723449592

Commute

Heels and turnstiles
click as late rush hour hits.
The dancers wont quit.

Poem with probability = 0.276241225096

Left rumbles KENTILE
Right red fusion sun melt - hurts -
Left and down - NECKFACE

Poem with probability = 0.276241225096

We are all strangers
even though we could make friends -
though we choose not to.

Poem with probability = 0.275971120339

but a face in the
world of dogs are You. and Me.
alone together

Poem with probability = 0.274326199384

Songs featuring stuttering, let's see...

Barbara-Ann - Beach Boys
You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet - Bachman-Turner Overdrive
Jive Talkin' - Bee Gees
Boogie Shoes - KC & the Sunshine Band
Benny and the Jets - Elton John
My Sharona - the Knack
Foolin' - Def Leppard
Cherry Bomb - Runaways

...and, going way back, "K-K-K-Katy."

Poem with probability = 0.268907995119

You hold my hand, love
and we step into the car -
the L to Brooklyn.

Poem with probability = 0.264589425675

Riding on the bus
Swipe my Metrocard to ride
Next up is the train
- by Steven Zheng - HSMSE Student

Poem with probability = 0.264502316753

Bought for twenty bucks,
This island now sells itself,
And keeps all the change.

Poem with probability = 0.252347727128

You know it is spring
when the catcalls are louder
than the slow snowplow.

Poem with probability = 0.24864836063

I was a coat check.
Upper East. Easy money.
All smiles, coats returned.

Poem with probability = 0.248370319447

Dear Spring I'm ready
Naked knees and painted toes
Sun showers and warmth

Poem with probability = 0.242947650284

The shades of springtime
glow with excitement
yankee stadium

Poem with probability = 0.241161928268

Manhattan island
filled with hustle and bussle
the real NYC
- Harry.G

Poem with probability = 0.239989913278

Immigrants, tourists,
workers, fun-seekers trying
to get here from there.....

Poem with probability = 0.239646939935

Spring the kindness king
Warms New York Cities smile
Rebirth from winter

Poem with probability = 0.235489957621

out of the subway
early morning sewage smell
god I want hotdogs

Poem with probability = 0.234787726242

You say “take walks” is good advice

Just because we’ve been told so once or twice

When we just don’t really know

It’s science that tells what’s really so.

Poem with probability = 0.234499349524

Surrounded enclosed
rivers to the east and west
protecting our home

Poem with probability = 0.233328521716

Smoke twirls on asphalt
In shadows of brick mammoths
Blocking out the sun

Poem with probability = 0.233328521716

You gave me a hand;
Everyday you helped, yet I
Still don't know your name

Poem with probability = 0.232466279792

A man walked past me
I tapped him on his shoulder
"Do you want my seat?"

Poem with probability = 0.229894271521

People take the train
I take the train to my work
I like the train too
- Gracie Spencer, age 6

Poem with probability = 0.227089217765

End of the line now -
the Q rumbles towards Coney,
Wonder-wheel awaits.