9 ways of viewing the Brooklyn Bridge
by Joan McNerney

from far away as if
a child drew 2 bright
triangles in the sky

empty newspaper truck
rattling over violet bridge

rain sweeps through giant
silver spider web

obscured by N train
its metal doors reflect freight
boats and painted containers

tipping from side to side
listening to loose tracks

passengers huddled in tight circles
woolen gloves around steel pole

1 square of sunset
in the sticky window

orange ball bounces beside
bridge…slides into blue water
white waves

black sky black sea
yellow moon climbs
over buildings
3 foghorns

PHOTO: “The Brooklyn Bridge” found at Pixabay, used by permission.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: I am originally from Brooklyn, and always loved the Brooklyn Bridge. I could glimpse it riding the subway to work each day.  It was the first bridge to span its way to Manhattan and has a remarkable history. When it was finished, the entire city celebrated, because we know how New Yorkers love to party. Lastly, kudos to Wallace Stevens and his wonderful inspiration for this poem.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Joan McNerney’s poetry is found in many literary magazines, such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Poet Warriors, Blueline, and Halcyon Days, as well as in four Bright Hills Press anthologies, several editions of the  Poppy Road Review, and numerous Spectrum Publications.  Her latest title, The Muse In Miniature, is available on and  She has four Best of the Net nominations.