XXIII
Cooper Union Library

Men and women with open books before them—
and never turn a page: come
merely for warmth 
not light.

XXIV
A row of tenements, windows boarded up;
an empty factory, windows broken;
a hillside of dead leaves, dead weeds,
old newspapers and rusted cans.
Now com a group
in old clothes and broken shoes
who say politely,
The way, sir? If you don’t mind
tell us
the way, please.