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Flushing Meadows


The Unisphere is good luck

Walk the fountain’s perimeter

An adolescent, makes best the empty lot

A child plays within

A few magical days


The remnants of television images

Water high in the air, a weekend pool

A guard, hopeless she blows

False confusion across the faces of young parents

Don’t you believe me, that I didn’t know


But mostly it’s alone, especially in winter

An icon of the dreams, the past

The saddest thing in the world

Yet, I only find joy

in your presence

I can longer separate the two

Your love, the Unisphere, this singular need


There is so much steel

so much American steel, Pennsylvania

The optimism never dies

bemused Fair, forgotten foil

to this marketplace bull




Dale Lunan