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  • Seventy Seven Words

    There are no comfortable positions in the bed they used to share.  He flips at regular intervals, both the hamburger and the spatula.  With the morning slouching toward him, he stares dimly at the spot on the wall where he knows the calendar hangs.  There is not enough light in the sky yet to see… Read more

  • I’m Not Afraid

    I’ve always loved the way Brian Wilson and Tony Asher start each verse of God Only Knows with a line that is the opposite of the rest of the song (“I may not always love you,” “If you should ever leave me my life will still go on believe me”) and I appropriate a bit… Read more

  • You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go

    I had to bid a virtual adieu to an old friend yesterday. Unlike Bob Dylan, I have not only known careless love. In fact, I’ve never known it, and that might be the problem. Or it might be as simple as “if something’s not right it’s wrong.” Blood On The Tracks is as good an… Read more

  • The Way Lovers Do

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  • CitySketch: Trees

    The trees of the city – not the ones in the parks but the ones in the sidewalks and courtyards, surrounded by concrete – watch over us the way our elders always have, with understanding and indulgence. They say, “It is possible to survive even the strangulation of your roots.” They say, “Make a home… Read more

  • CitySketch: Lamppost

    There are 1,600 lampposts scattered across Central Park’s 843 acres. They were designed in 1980 by architects Gerald Allen and Kent Bloomer, to replace the original electric lamps that were designed in 1910 by Henry Bacon, architect of the Lincoln Memorial. The Landmarks Commission held hearings to decide if the lamps would be of modern… Read more