As a kid I lived in Jackson Heights in Queens.
The Q19B bus took us back and forth to St. Gabriel’s daily.
There were traffic congestion and crowded neighborhoods where my childhood begins.
Where Spanish and Italian were both spoken so well and fluently.
Today’s Imaginary Garden With Real Toads asks us to write a poem about an environment~neither rural nor beach~so I’ve chosen a flashback to my days as a youngster in Queens. My poem is a quadrille with slant rhyme.
eastelmhurst.a.go.go 
I like the details of the daily bus ride and the congestion of the traffic.
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Thanks I was hoping it would work out
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What a vibrant image with all those languages.
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Applause for the vibrant quadrille, and clever slant rhyme. Reminds me of all the subway and train commute poems that sprout up at dVerse.
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Thanks I still need quite a lot more practice at it too
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Sounds like things were very much alive in your neighborhood as a kid. A melting pot of cultures.
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Yes my neighborhood, on my street, was filled with Italian and Hispanic families, along with us ethnically miscellaneous families too!~ In the others there was even more variety
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How exciting! This is a nice use of form. You are able to get in nice imagery in a short form.
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Thanks
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ahhh. such nostalgic details
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I’m constantly reminded of those days, conveniently, because of friends on Facebook
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Nicely done!
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Thanks~
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So interesting and such a contrast to my own childhood neighbourhood. Hope you join in with more of our quadrille challenges at dVerse.
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Thanks I’ve been trying to get much more involved with it from now on
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