I am in here.
The first thng that comes to mind to write about first thing in the morning in mid-town Manhattan is shopping. This is encouraged by the fact that it is the main story on all local news channels, and was last night before I went to sleep. Macy’s was to open up at six this morning. … Continue reading shopping
New York City is, as I had thought it would be, busy being New York City. As the plane passed over Manhattan on its way to LGA, I could see even that its wound is healing: the WTC site, from the air, looks much less like the site of a disaster, and rather now the … Continue reading nyc
Tonight we saw On the Town with Tom and Barbara. We got seats in the very last row, so for the second act, in order to see anything, Barbara and I sat on the edges of our folded-up seats. It was either that or get a permanent twist in my neck. Barbara and Tom and … Continue reading out On the Town
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does. Allen Ginsberg
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