How to capture it all?
I was no photographer
My paint brushes, I have retired
And words simply do not belong
On a cover
The same way they fit
In my mouth, or march along the surface
Of these pages.
How to capture it all?
The sounds, the smells, the...
What's in a name? If not after the flowers That bloomed faster than the florist could dream Now we're known For the colourful scenes That come each blossoming spring.
What's in a name? If not for the brown And the white And the black And yellow-speckled lives Whose will to thrive pumps the city's heart From sunrise to sunset To sunrise.
What's in a name? If not the negative space Left by a vision long ago Whatever it takes We'll keep chasing the gold Til then We'll call this place home.
My city is actually named after its British counterpart (two dudes named it after their hometown) but it is also called by another name that relates to its botanical roots.
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