And so we've reached day eight of NaPoWriMo, and today's poem is inspired by their daily prompt which suggested that participants write a poem featuring repetition of a single word, similar to Edgar Allan Poe's "The Bells" or Joy Harjo's "She Had Some Horses.
Streets
Streets of shops,
streets of houses,
streets of shops and houses,
the town is lined with streets.
The streets form the arteries,
the veins, generate the circulation
to the town's heart.
The streets are lined with cars,
either parked on the kerb
or clogging up the road,
they choke the streets
leading into town,
the labyrinth stretching out
to meet streets bordering the green
of the shrinking countryside.
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