I traveled down the central city street
in downtown, where the buildings frame the sky,
where architecture reigns, like mountain peaks,
and cars roam canyons made from formed concrete,
as trains and buses often wander by
the buildings bonded using bridge techniques.
These manmade monuments consume the scene,
and green’s a color seldom ever seen.
And yet, there’s beauty that your eyes may greet!
An ordered chaos sets this sight apart.
Unique detail provides esthetic treat,
while “ancient” often meets “state-of-the-art.”
Now note that smoky statement in the heat
that says that “Even cities have a heart.”
Manmade mountains with cars roaming the canyons is how I see it. The heart in the smoke is a special treat. This is Fourth Street in downtown St. Paul, Minnesota. I wrote this ekphrastic poem that describes the scene as I observed it from a skywalk while my wife and I enjoyed a winter walk. I was drawn by the smoke, and was amazed to see the some of it formed a heart. That was real, not in any way doctored.
This is an Alfred Dorn Sonnet.
An Alfred Dorn Sonnet is named after its creator and is distinguished by two Sestets bridged by a Couplet. The first one is an Italian Sestet, having a Rhyme Scheme of:
The second one is a Sicilian Sestet, taking the Scheme of: aeaeae.
So the entire
Rhyme Scheme becomes:
abcabc dd aeaeae.
Note that the “a” Rhyme is a Linking Rhyme between the 2 Sestets. Written in iambic
Pentameter. The turn (or Volta) is at line 9, as in most Sonnets.