Tuesday, May 4, 2010

777 - #30

30 days in Manhattan in the 777 apartment

Kwabena hands me my phone
and I go out alone
on the red elevator with the Fragonard sky
to a night that brings out the New Jersey.
New York is a bulldog, a Hebrew song.
The cat in the window is gone, but the face
of Emily Dickinson still promotes her garden.