PHILADELPHIA
I have walked about six miles now :
Penns Landing to Old City to Chinatown
and then to Rittenhouse Square. It's been
a pleasant afternoon thus far - and I am
now festooned with happiness and coffee
and food. All that can be good, seems so
to be. Shall I sit then? Let's see.
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Outside my view, the purview of an artist
of words and of color, I note the grand
composition of this ever-blooming world.
Those people, passing by, in their mighty
fields of color and style. The ponderous
and stately weight of the buildings behind
them : were I to paint or sing of this scene,
the pleasure would be all mine for sure.
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My hands are magical things as well:
as they touch and manipulate this world
around me, they - in consort with my eyes
and mind - create another world of still
another kind. Pleasure and lightness and
all joy and all good. I shall go now,
get up and leave, and - yes, yes -
preach to the masses once more.
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