Sounds of the City (New Delhi)
Ubiquitous like grey smog
is the sound of traffic
coating head and ears
with a soundscape floating
over all other noises
in this noisiest of cities.
It’s a lyrical racket,
like Philip Glass and Ornette
improvising for a fluid street
band: thrumming bus engines,
percussive brake-squeals,
the chatter of tiny tuk-tuk
motors and a colossal chorus
of car horns, singing
alone and together,
like the voices of more
people than seem possible,
pulsing the city’s arteries.
Kim Peter Kovac works nationally and internationally
in theater for young audiences with an emphasis on new play development and
networking. He tells stories on stages as producer of new plays, and
tells stories in writing with lineated poems, prose poems, creative
non-fiction, flash fiction, haiku, haibun, and microfiction, with work
appearing or forthcoming in print and on-line in journals from Australia,
India, Dubai (UAE), England, Scotland, Singapore, South Africa, and the USA,
including The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Red Paint Hill, Elsewhere,
Frogpond, Mudlark, and Counterexample Poetics. He is fond of avant-garde jazz,
murder mysteries, contemporary poetry, and travel, and lives in Alexandria, VA,
with his bride, a Maine Coon cat, and two Tibetan Terriers named Finn and
Mick. @kimpeterkovac - www [dot] kimpeterkovac [dot] tumblr [dot] com
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