Feel the pulse, the drama, the visions, the echoes of NYC
in a canvas of sounding rapture...
in a canvas of sounding rapture...
Rhapsody in Blue
The Sounding City
The hum of cars, sounding horns
Tongues of many languages
Bright lights, fancy clothes
Saturday nights in memory
This Manhattan reverie
Rhapsody in Blue
The sound of feet on tenement steps
The radio heard from next door
This and eternal moments more
Rhapsody in Blue
The running of numbers
The shoe shine stand
Police car sirens
Dancehall music
Yes, New York City
Be it in reflections ever grand
Rhapsody in Blue
A vision beyond the alley window
Beyond what the street life demands
Rhapsody in Blue.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
YES, this the early years growing up in New York City...
Manhattan streets sounding ...
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