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05/30/11
Just to Us
Because we belong exclusively, unconditionally to each other, Just each other, unequivocally, necessarily, indivisibly, Chicago belongs, ineluctably, just to us.
For the three days that we've been here, All we've had to do, to claim title to this prairie kingdom, Is name the places that have given our spirits sustenance:
Grant and Millennium parks, paralleling Lake Shore Drive, Between the Field Museum, Art Institute, and Michigan Avenue, Flowering with May's crabapple, weeping cherry, and pear trees;
The Wrigley Building, Tribune Tower, on the Chicago River; The Water Tower; Fourth Presbyterian Church; Bistro 110; Rush Street's Hugo's Frog Bar, Le Colonial, Back Room;
The Colletti Art Nouveau/Deco Oak Street gallery; The dowager Drake Hotel, on Walton, gracing the lake, From and to which you and I, holding hands, habitually wander.
When we leave, others will rename these places we've named, And the city we've shared will be theirs to share. Still, wherever we belong to each other will belong just to us.
05/30/11
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