the angelsRead more: the angels
There are things that only I and the angels know I trust them to keep their silence They come around when I close my eyes And disappear when I get the urge to do some harm There are angels that live in the bottom Of almost every glass of beer Churches are crowded with their…
On The Forest FloorRead more: On The Forest Floor
The clear light of dawn has trouble finding its way down to the forest floorThe instruments we use to measure timefrom clocks to calendars to the rings in our treespreserve the illusion of orderand fall in splinters on the forest floorWhen the sun sets on this brutal timewe will be waiting forthe winter to passthe…
Infinite JestRead more: Infinite Jest
Infinite Jest was one of the most difficult books I ever read. To find out why, follow the link below to read my thoughts in the Fall 2021 issue of Blydyn Square Review.
XXXIXRead more: XXXIX
Fran Liebowitz says that you can only truly relate to people who were born within 10 years of you. People who were born 20 years from my date of birth – those born in 1942 or 1982 – are alien creatures, literally born on a different planet than me. I have a slightly better understanding…
Midtown SketchbookRead more: Midtown Sketchbook
The long days are dwindling and the evenings growing cooler. Midtown remains the same: ever-changing. One last long day in the sun and grass of Bryant Park ends in the early evening dark glow of the Campbell Bar. Hope stays alive in anyone who has had a dream come true.