♠ Poetry Sketches A to D ♠

Detroit (ix) 'anger'

[ASR] Detroit chose progress over aesthetics long ago and paid a price.

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Detroit

(ix)

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Trees fell to widen the streets
and the city once known for beauty
dispensed all with the sound
of saws.

                   The raw wounds bled
down new gutters the sputter
of motors filled the veins
its heart valve fluttered as the
economy soared and crashed.

Where the whipping post once stood,
The Fist aimed towards the river
came down from the towered heights
its pain glowered in the streets
that used up the sup-
ple muscled youths, spit
out their grandsons left
them nothing but anger.

No beauty was to be found
in the denuded city,

feared by the naked
sounds of men.

Kåre Enga

catalogue number: [162.459]
16 oktober 2005