Description
Manhattan's pulse throbs in' the twilight.
As tier light-studded avenues glow in the cool blue of dusk
She pulsates with noise. Good sounds pour from her throat,
The cough of motors,
The gurgle of laughing women,
The shout of brakes and sellers of news.
Recommended Citation
Kessler, Mary Alice
(1944)
"Rhythm at Twilight,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 12
:
Iss.
2
, Article 7.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol12/iss2/7
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