Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Great Heights



Funny isn't it.
All the world's a stage and the spotlight falls here.
They come, starry-eyed and dream-driven, to plug in to these streets.
To cut their teeth, cut the throat of innocence on these streets.
Funny isn't it, then, that the ultimate symbol of triumph is living as far from them as possible.

4 comments:

katie said...

i like this picture, but i don't know what the building is... ultimate symbol of triumph?

Steve Bartel said...

The Sherry-Netherland, 5th Ave. and Central Park South, one of the ritziest intersections in the world. I didn't seek that building out for any particular reason, just out for a walk and thinking about money's odd habit of moving up into penthouses and out to the Hamptons to be as far away as possible from the streets that made them.

katie said...

interesting... and so true. kind of similar to the suburban sprawl epidemic...

Jeronimo Nisa said...

Steve,
I may have told you this before, but you're a thinker... and an urban poet.