Crossing Brooklyn Ferry interp.

A View of Life Blue oceans of sea foam, I feel the calming of the water as I walk onto the ramp. The Staten Island Ferry, a means of transportation that I have called my own for almost four years. It seems as though every time my feet step upon the concrete and metal there’s something new. As with Walt Whitman’s “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry”, a sense of nonconformity and “oneness” for humanity and …

…view of life through the eyes of a young woman isn’t much different from the eyes of Whitman, who saw the world as it was. Transcendental human nature seems to lead a new life and innovative journeys every time we step foot upon this boat. More colors to take in and more life to contemplate, I too see the flags waving tall and strong for a nation and city that is proudly New York.