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‘Dew’ by Kay Ryan

Image source: Library of Congress

As neatly as peas in their green canoe,
as discreetly as beads strung in a row,
sit drops of dew along a blade of grass.

But unattached and subject to their weight,
they slip if they accumulate.

Down the green tongue out of the morning sun
into the general damp,
they’re gone.

– Kay Ryan (1945)

This is my second time sharing a NYC subway poem and by the looks of it, won’t be my last. Just like the first, ‘A Name’ by Ada Limón, this poem captivated me. It’s easy to get lost in the subway system’s congestion & chaos but this quick read does something rejuvenating to the soul. You can find more subway poetry (past & present) by clicking here for MTA’s Arts & Design poetry page.

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‘A Name’ by Ada Limón

Image source: Kentucky Lex Go

When Eve walked among the animals and named them —
nightingale, red-shouldered hawk,
fiddler crab, fallow deer —
I wonder if she ever wanted them to speak back,
looked into their wide wonderful eyes and whispered,
Name me, name me.”

– Ada Limón (1976)

I found this poem while riding the NYC subway. I was absolutely enraptured by this short poem and wanted to share it with you all. You can visit the MTA Arts & Design site by clicking here to view more poems and past poetry.