What streets, what taxis transport them
over bridges & speed bumps-my daughters swift

in pursuit of union? What suitors amuse them, what mazes
of avenues tilt & confuse them as pleasure, that pinball

goes bouncing off light posts & lands in a pothole,
on to pop up & roll in the gutter? What footloose new

freedoms allow them to plow through all stop signs,
careenng at corners, hell-bent for the road to blaze straight?

It’s 10 P.M. in the boonies. My children, I’m thinking
you’re thinking you children are waiting

for you to conceive them while you’re in a snarl
with my sons-in-law-to-be who want also to be

amazing explorers beguiled by these reckless night rides
that may God willing give way to ten thousand good mornings!

Analysis, meaning and summary of James Reiss's poem My Daughters In New York

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  1. Alexis says:

    I THINK THIS POEM IS SPECIAL BECAUSE IT WAS WRITTEN ON MY BIRTHDAY AND ITS TALKING ABOUT THE DAUGHTERS OF NEW YORK WHERE IM ORIGINALLY FROM AND I HAPPEN TO BE THE DAUGHTER OF 2 LUCKY PARENTS!!!

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