The Ghetto and Other Poems by Lola Ridge
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The larger part of the poem entitled "The Ghetto" appeared originally in THE NEW REPUBLIC and some of poems were printed in THE INTERNATIONAL, OTHERS, POETRY, etc. To the editors who first published the poems the author makes due acknowledgment. THE GHETTO I Cool, inaccessible air Is floating in velvety blackness shot with steel-blue lights, But no breath stirs the heat Leaning its ponderous bulk upon the Ghetto And most on Hester street... The heat... Nosing in the body's overflow, Like a beast pressing its great steaming belly close, Covering all avenues of air... The heat in Hester street, Heaped like a dray With the garbage of the world. Bodies dangle from the fire escapes Or sprawl over the stoops... Upturned faces glimmer pallidly-- Herring-yellow faces, spotted as with a mold, And moist faces of girls |
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