A mindscape steak
on suburbia’s grill
concrete elements fuse
perception sizzles
meat shrinks
but no juices flow.

City of Fire Olga Razanova

City of Fire
Olga Razanova


8 thoughts on “Cacophony

  1. Nature is balm to the mind overexposed to concrete jungles. Your poem reminded me of how I feel when I’ve been in a big city longer than I wanted to be.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

    • Thank you Wendy. I live in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. It is a beautiful country with beautiful people, but the city, like many cities in the developing world, can be suffocatingly oppressive.

  2. I LOVE this. I’ve read it about five times and got more from it each time.

    As a Londoner, this strikes a note. Our city has it’s beautiful bits but also its deep, dark oppressive bits.

    • As a scouser, I’m pretty accustomed to rowdy elements, but they were always the exeption in an otherwise peaceful and peace-respecting society. I’ve now lived most of my life in Latin America and the Caribbean, where, in some places, cultures can be quite loud. (heavy use of uderstatement here!). Lol. Thanks for liking and commenting.

      • I’ve only ever seen the sugar coated side of Liverpool, and loved it. But I guess every city has its under currents.

        What took you so far away?

      • The Liverpool in which I grew up was in the final throes of the great port’s (and socialism’s) death. Work initially brought me over here, then I suppose I just got used to a more affluent, diverse and (in those days) carefree lifestyle.

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