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Views pt 1

currently the new year rolls in
but had you gotten up high enough
weeks ago
you would have looked east, and
felt it, if not seen it

this cyclic existence is something to
break from,
but facing the wave
so many hear, “stay”

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little NYC hotel on 23rd street (1980s)

 

little NYC hotel on 23rd street (1980s)

 

our little

leo house hotel

on 23rd street

was operated by Sisters of St. Agnes

 

an old time hotel

an elevator with

brass  scissor gates

operated by a nun

 

separate hot

and cold faucets

a bath/ shower/bath

clad in white subway tile

 

a crucifix over our bed

spied on our lovemaking

blessing our ...

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only one way out

only one way out 
just like you heard
down the mountain

don't think. 
follow the center
of your future river
down

pass the shed of your 
cousin.
walk.

the country turns dead earth into wood
and i turn it further thus
snapped off in haste once
pegged for eager duty
and held up to the sun for 
those gathered to admire

a tree, a length of tree, a stout
handle to the living, 
...

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poetryNYC

New York City

a whiff of caffeine and cologne on your left collar, two cups of decaf 

and half a hug along the plane of our shoulders

       and we took off

 

with stolen glances at my pendant as red and radiant as the waking sun  

and the mole on the bottom right corner of my cheek, scaled to the size of a period that never surfaced in our conversations 

        our wings welcomed the wind li...

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Rhododendrons And The Hudson River

Unexpected botanical specimens appreciated as we wait

Rhododendrons growing wild, well untamed at any rate

We want to see it after dark, adding textures, night views

Navigated Hell’s Kitchen, towards our Liberty Cruise

Flowers near the ferry office, she takes photos up close

Standing back I admire, a poem in my head I compose

The tour starts, Liberty awaiting our pleasure

Our ...

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CENTRAL PARK AFTER DARK

Taken from my audiobook 247 Poems

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