The poem describes the speaker's desire to see across long distances from various vantage points to observe natural landscapes and interactions with a lover. If able to see from California to New Jersey, the speaker would count parks and resorts as well as airports and jets. From high places like a balcony or plane, the speaker would feel disconnected from a lover walking alone below. Throughout the poem, the speaker expresses a wish to gain reassurance from being able to see the lover from afar.
The poem describes the speaker's desire to see across long distances from various vantage points to observe natural landscapes and interactions with a lover. If able to see from California to New Jersey, the speaker would count parks and resorts as well as airports and jets. From high places like a balcony or plane, the speaker would feel disconnected from a lover walking alone below. Throughout the poem, the speaker expresses a wish to gain reassurance from being able to see the lover from afar.
The poem describes the speaker's desire to see across long distances from various vantage points to observe natural landscapes and interactions with a lover. If able to see from California to New Jersey, the speaker would count parks and resorts as well as airports and jets. From high places like a balcony or plane, the speaker would feel disconnected from a lover walking alone below. Throughout the poem, the speaker expresses a wish to gain reassurance from being able to see the lover from afar.
From California to New Jersey Then I would count the parks and lake resorts And number all the jets and airports All those rather dreary rain clouds still bother me Cause I look through the camera eyepiece and cannot see
If I could open up my window
And see from Tampa Bay to Juneau Then I would survey all those open miles And line them up in single file Everywhere I look I see green scenic sublime And all those oceanic vistas are so divine
If I was standing on the balcony
And you were walking down below I'd feel rather depressed and out of place And lonely just to watch you go If you were swinging from the highway overpass Within the western hemisphere I'd feel rather afraid and insincere If you began to disappear
If I was walking through a sad art gallery
And you were driving through the night I'd feel rather alone and ill at ease Beneath the brilliant showroom light If I was flying on a plane above your town And you were gazing at the sky Somehow I'd feel intact and reassured If you began to wave goodbye