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My city is a lonely place

Too many people I guess.

I walk along the city street

Under the skyscraper's feet

And I feel small, small inside

And cold and silent - I want to hide

Away at home

All tense I am I can't relax

No trees no grass but railroad tracks

On which the noise and smoke

Of coming trains laugh at the joke

Of me who pass so many by without a smile

And dare not stop and talk awhile

Of things which don't amount to much

But just because I like the face of such

As you who pass me by

My city is a lonely place

Too many people, I guess.

 

 

“I haven't felt lonely since i was a teenager when I wrote this poem which I think pretty much expresses what I felt then. Since, I have been alone most of the time:: alone in the studio and alone in the field but never lonely.”

 

ABOUT THE ARTIST

 

Chuck Edelson was born in Chicago on Oct. 8th  1929.   His childhood was overshadowed by the Great Depression and World War II.  His first loves were books, movies and music  A high school teacher encouraged him to develop latent art skills.  After a short an unsatisfying university experience, driven by news of the holocaust of the Jews in Europe,  he left the U.S,A for a pioneering life in the new state of Israel where he  and his family farmed the land.  Along with his work as a farmer he continued his creative side painting and sculpting mainly themes from the bible and the holocaust.  Now retired from farm work he still sculpts, draws and of late has begun to write poetry after few and far between attempts in the past.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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