The Rider
A boy told me
if he roller-skated fast enough
his loneliness couldn't catch up to
him,
the best reason I ever heard
for trying to be a champion.
What I wonder tonight
pedaling hard down King William
Street
is if it translates to bicycles.
A victory! To leave your loneliness
panting behind you on some street
corner
while you float free into a cloud
of sudden azaleas,
pink petals that have never felt
loneliness,
no matter how slowly they fell. -
Naomi Shihab Nye
Naomi Shihab Nye uses
concrete imagery to present her ideas about how to leave loneliness
behind. She ends the poem with an image of azaleas that lingers with the
reader.
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