The poem "A Window in Portland" presents a series of snapshots that capture the vibrant and eclectic nature of life in the city. The opening stanza sets the scene, describing a man singing to a "bored Thursday crowd" with the ungraceful movements of a "single-use razor." This is contrasted with the "soft iron storm" billowing on the "black water" and the "long neck of industry" looming above, dislocated from the shore.
The poem then shifts to a cacophony of urban sounds - a "cough in old Chinatown," a "siren stutter," the "wheels of a suitcase thunder on the sidewalk." Nearby, a drag queen sips margaritas while listening to the "trumpets of Olympus" bellowing from the railroad, or perhaps just a "groan in her barstool."
The final stanza introduces a more solitary figure, a "brown coat" stepping to the lamppost with a "folded leaf of silver and a straw to suck light." This is followed by the ominous image of "two black coffins" swooping on a trash can as "a worm slips away down a dark, deserted alley."
Throughout the poem, the author paints a vivid and evocative portrait of the diverse sights, sounds, and characters that make up the urban landscape of Portland, capturing the city's energy, eccentricity, and underlying melancholy.
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by Vic Spandrio klokken medium.com 07-10-2024
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