Alessandro Bertacchini

“The New Yorkers” poem of Alessandro bertacchini A world that moves, smiles, thinks, who walks and lives with transport their concerns, their fears and loves; a world of children and solitary wayfarers; a world of bums and policemen; business men and taxi drivers. A huge world , where every heart finds its refuge, where every man is there, on that road, by pure chance. Every gust of wind carries away the smells of Chinatown, and from the smoky clubs of Soho come, as if by magic, notes by Gershwin. This is 'New york, these are the New Yorkers, that wander in this great maze with a thousand destinations and a thousand dreams.