I’m headed back to New York in three weeks for work. Can’t say that I mind. I have these binders of archived clippings I’ve saved since elementary school (a Vogue article here, a neatly folded Sunday Styles page there…) and in them I came across this Ezra Pound quote scribbled on a piece of ruled paper. So well put.
“Is New York the most beautiful city on earth? It is not far from it. No urban nights are like the nights there. I have looked down across the city from high windows. It is then that the great buildings lose reality and take on magical powers. Squares and squares of flame, set and cut into the ether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will.” -Ezra Pound, 1913