That's what we say when we cross his bridge from South Philly to Jersey and see what he would see:
the river solid waveless with trees green around feeding from the water on the left and far beyond the watertable real for a minute from the arched metal and the city visible wholly with warehouses rowhomes inches apart and glass buildings and all burnt orange by four o'clock sun but clear on blue sky
but you know he was a ******?
and the city all one in your eye if you want it to be and the languages together between the buildings
all the blacks asians whites itlalians irish polish moving together and talking and eating the food working and riding cars and buses around the liberty bell and independence hall
it is brooklyn ferry it was his prophesy
but you know he was ******? a big jersey boy *** yea