I do not have to follow the speed of NYC. My life does not depend on it. So as not to feel the New Yorker’s crazy busy lifestyle crossing the street and tooting the horn, I need to take my time without any interference. But where? At Central park, the green grass, and sunny sky, wherever I like. And if sometimes I take a break, in park of NYC, under the shade of a tree, my stress already waning or gone, ask the wind, the sun, the birds, the dogs, ask everything that stays with me, ask where I am. And the wind, the sun, the birds, the dogs, will answer, “You are in the heart of NYC. But as not to see the real New York, take a nap! At Central park, the green grass, and sunny sky, as you wish.”

I chose the “GET HIGH” among Baudelaire’s prose poems in the Parisian Prowler. I tried to imitate his way of speaking(talking) in his poem. Although his style is expressed in a nutshell, and it looks like a list of words, he shows his idea very clearly and confidently. When I read his writing, he made me to feel same with his point of view; I feel that I have to get high without respite. Next stylistic element is focusing on things. I think he sometimes focus on things that usually people do not pay attention because it is normal, and then he gives specific points on them as like “on the green grass of a ditch”, therefore, I tried to emulate these things.