Tag Archives: 9/11
Seen Through Fog
There’s a story behind Staten Island Ferry orange. I can’t tell it but can hear its tone revealed in a soothing voice- over through early morning fog. Routine commuting becomes heightened by the transcendent moments before the marathon begins on the … Continue reading
Bridge
For MJN crossing beneath, for NYC connecting across, for The Brooklyn Bridge rescue working destiny Advance your vantage point, collapse your facade of steel, your gutted concrete floor. Collide your bridge maker with mine, collage your hand over mouth with … Continue reading
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Bridge
For MJN crossing beneath, for NYC connecting across, for The Brooklyn Bridge rescue working destiny Advance your vantage point, this bridge, collapse your facade of steel, your gutted concrete floor. Collide your bridge maker with mine, collage your instinctive hand … Continue reading
Filed under Morning Poems
