Image courtesy of Niagara Falls Public Library
I’ve heard people who live in Niagara Falls say
They never see it unless company visits
Its epic grandeur amounted to so much old news
Been there, done that
Sometimes I sit next to you
Take for granted the everyday moments
of household sharing,
of friend and family gossiping,
of intimacy in all its mutating forms
Today, you bring me chicken tenders
Another form of intimacy
Just another Thursday
and I am reminded
of the rustling cataracts of Niagara
next to me everyday
Source: All Poetry, 6/9/21
See Doug Smith ’s All Poetry site (Darknightofthesoul)
Doug Smith is a former Niagara Falls, NY resident