early
market morning
with echoes
of harley engines
after the sparkles
comes the rain
new york
sunday morning
crowd
warmly
aware
happy to be out of the rain
under the FDR
express way
to community
communal activity
and the local fixings for an aces dinner

#9/11. wtc tonight

September 11, 2010

void spaces
still exist above
hallowed ground
and money maker
the ghosts are as rife
as the politicians stench
is ripe and rises high to fill
the void spaces

feel the tears well again
the truth sparkles
a fountain
tonight

#333. social ism

July 24, 2010

odd notions
an ocean of sweat
hurricane manhattan
floodtide up hudson putnam
lakeside the cool remedies are sought

glasses tinkle conversation flows ebbs
bananas fosters friends shots
gather swimming night
dawnward bound
together

#319. saturday cinquain

July 10, 2010

break in
the hot weather
people back on the streets
the sound of water is city
music

#318. heat wave

July 9, 2010

in
the subway
with
all the odors
of
decaying life
the
heat blasts
by
the people
on
platforms
are
wilting
in
the stench
then
get aboard
the
long train
to
hot stations
then
up stairs
and
down passages
and
up stairs
then
out into the rain refreshed breeze

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