#377. no place like it (ldw4

September 6, 2010

the crowds
and kids are gone home
the rivers run singing quietly
the city’s spirits rattle
echo down worn hot
cobblestone mazes
and cool rooms
call me to my
sweet bed
and you

#376. oscawanna (ldw3

September 5, 2010

hazy on
the hudson
where its a river
clearly the lake nearby
and the leaves on the water
floating knowledge of the future
in the beauty of decay
and the delicate pleasure in time

#375. max and yetta (ldw2

September 4, 2010

lower east side
hard buzz
labored middle
knowing everyone
is here with me frantic piece
work peace the best that can be done?

i can smell the burning clothes
still i share the sorrows

#374. labor day weekend one

September 3, 2010

which is it
that my ancestors
fought for sold thier kids on
dreamland or america the thief
medina of gold or thief of dreams
i know what my grandfathers would say

work harder

#157. Between

January 29, 2010

between
the grey rivers
alive with ghosts
the fishing boats
have pulled away
from the port
the market the battery
long ago gone
with the kids
on the concrete beaches
of the island
to grow up and live
to thrive and die and haunt us
between the grey rivers
that lead to the sea
that liberated our spirits
when they were our ancestors

#123. biomagic (for dominique

December 26, 2009

a little bang
goes a long way
the big bang is going further than further
and you and we and me
all strive to continue
thru poems kids vids art job
to out last
all magic
all biology
biomagic
just a made up word
here in The Finginning.

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