In the skyscraper
canyons, light outlines moving
shapes sipping Starbucks.
Morning in midtown Manhattan
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Category Archives: observations
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.
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
haikouldn’t ask it of you
“Read my poem? Please?”
In real life I’d get blank stares.
Here, you’re back for more.
Dubious milestone
Just over five months
This one four hundred fifty
Art or wasted time?
I’ve lied to you
A haiku a day?
Not quite. Some days the tap runs,
some days it’s bone dry.
Snowmelt
the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn
a haiku a day 