In The Sights Along the Har­bor, select poems can­vas Har­vey Shapiro’s sen­si­tive obser­va­tions and com­men­tary about New York City life, World War II, and his Jew­ish her­itage. In a Midrash-based poem, Adam light­ly yet vivid­ly names and owns the new­ly cre­at­ed ani­mals, “…said his own name, quick as dirt./Then angels crept into their spheres,/And dirt, and bird, and beast were his.” This same per­son­al­ized yet seem­ing­ly objec­tive domin­ion Shapiro extends to World War II’s death-deal­ing skies and lands in ​“Bat­tle Report,” to the stark flight of God as six mil­lion souls went ​“up the chim­ney flues” in the Holo­caust, to the pur­pose­ful and mad dreams of those liv­ing in Jerusalem in ​“A Jerusalem Note­book,” to the erot­ic exu­ber­ance that the peo­ple and street life of New York City stim­u­lates, and so much more. Har­vey Shapiro’s poet­ry, span­ning his suc­cess­ful artis­tic and jour­nal­is­tic career, is now ours to savor in leisure­ly and schol­ar­ly appreciation.