A Simile for Her Smile
By Richard Wilbur
Your smiling, or the hope, the thought of it,
Makes in my mind such pause and abrupt ease
As when the highway bridgegates fall,
Balking the hasty traffic, which must sit
On each side massed and staring, while
Deliberately the drawbridge starts to rise:
The horns are hushed, the oilsmoke rarefies,
Above the idling motors one can tell
The packet's smooth approach, the slip,
Slip of the silken river past the sides,
The ringing of clear bells, the dip
And slow cascading of the paddle wheel.
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You can thank
In other historical news, more Philadelphia:
The Bourse, Philly's original commodities exchange, now containing the food court where we had lunch. If you saw National Treasure you may remember this as the place where Diane Kruger ran to hide from the bad guys.
Elfreth's Alley -- the oldest residential street in the United States, existing in its present form since before there was a United States.
Franklin Court -- onetime site of Benjamin Franklin's house, now a museum.
Here one can see Franklin's printing press, which encouraged rebellion against the British...
...and his privy drain, well below current street level.
A costume from the Mummers Parade from years past. Each New Year's Day, the Mummers recreate a version of the Saturnalia with costumes, music and comedy -- a Philadelphia tradition since before the city's founding, the parade has been official since the early 1900s.
Coupla memes while you're back here since I saved them from earlier:
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