“The City”
In the morning the city
Spreads its wings
Making a song
In stone that sings.
In the evening the city
Goes to bed
Hanging lights
About its head.
-Langston Hughs
My rewrite of his poem, reflecting my time as a youth in Alaska.
"Valdez"
In the midnight city
Lights dance in the sky
Breaking the cabin fever
Of no sun up high.
In the midnight sun
No sleeping comes
Too much to enjoy
Abbreviated summer fun.
-Jodi Scott