Like a hick I tilt my
head to see the top and
ponder tossed pennies.
Empire State Building – at the base
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Like a hick I tilt my
head to see the top and
ponder tossed pennies.
Monthly Archives: March 2008
Morning in midtown Manhattan
In the skyscraper
canyons, light outlines moving
shapes sipping Starbucks.
Among extraordinary women
I am the dull one, struck
mute by accomplishment
what I do, nothing.
New York City from the air
Like a jeweler
displaying gems on velvet
wealth gleams beyond reach
Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia
“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.
1964 World’s Fair Unisphere
Flushing Meadows Park
once a site of hope. There, a
globe pledged future peace.
Morning in LeFrak City
On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
only blog can make a tree
a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
a haiku a day 