Bernal Hill (pictured above) boasts an unobstructed view of photogenic San Francisco. So, it is unsurprising that it spawned a poem that bears its name.
I like the poem because it is simple and it rhymes. And, anything that is simple, rhymes and works is an intentionally modest work of art.
Bernal HillSomething has to give.We stand above it all.Below, the buildings’ tallbut tiny narrative.
The water’s always near,you say. And so are you,for now. It has to do.There’s little left to fear.
A wind so cold, one mightforget that winter’s gone.The city lights are onfor us, to us, tonight.
Photo Credit: Jack French, from San Francisco, CA