Classic Poem

In the street I have just left

In the street I have just left
the small leaves of the trees along the gutter
were steadfast
in the blue heavens.
Now the subway
express
picks up speed
and a wind
blows through the car,
blows dust
on the passengers,
and along the floor
bits of paper —
wrappers of candy,
of gum, tinfoil,
pieces of newspaper . . . .English