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Tuesday, July 26, 2016

new songs for Spring and Summer 2016.



Sunday, June 5, 2016


walking Back from breakfast today, in the rain,
i was impressed by how green it is 
all along Bennett Street
by the entrance to the 90th Street, A, subway stop.
green bushes and trees against the gray rocks.

the rocks make a wall that rises some eight stories
up to the complex of Senior Housing on top of the hill.

a few years ago some rather large slabs of rock, that face the cliff,
came sliding down into the cars parked along Bennett Street.
it was very exciting…
if you didn’t own one of those cars.

well,
shortly after this, and after the City had arrived with tow trucks
and civil engineers, i guess they were,


a group of elderly (you know , my age) people appeared
with picket signs foretelling the collapse of the “mountain”
and the doom of the Senior Housing, where they lived,
up on the hill.
(not much had been done by the City yet)

i’m happy to report, however, that all is well.
eventually the City inserted long metal rods into the rock,
witch, for a few years now,
has restrained the the hill.
the old people have returned to there apartments,
and people who park on Bennett Street have nothing more than
a possible traffic ticket to worry about. 

Ed 6/5/16

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

for Tony

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

  a little chill

i can’t help wondering if my former room mate got into heaven
with all the stuff he was holding on to when he died.
and i am wondering if all his icons, witch he had framed so nicely
 (in gold),
will convince God to consider his Petition.
the only difficulty, of course would be if
God counted the days by the Catholic calendar.
that would make him a heretic.
i was angry, at first,
to be left holding the bag, so to speak.
the truly frightening event of having someone
dying in the next room. and all those people who
suddenly showed up to try to save him.
and the eviction petition,
to evect a dead person stuck to the door,
 a few days later.

but i have to remember that i’m not the one who died.
and if i look at it
the panic i felt, and the tears i shed about MY situation
are nothing
nothing
nothing
gone in a minute.
but death, on this planet anyway,
is forever.


photo by Delineo

Monday, January 18, 2016