A poem is a city

“A poem is a city filled with streets and sewers, filled with saints, heroes, beggars, madmen, filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and periods of drought…

A poem is a city at war, its barbershops… filled with cynical drunks…
A poem is a city, a poem is a nation…a poem is the world”

From movie “Factotum”

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