Life is full of surprises, places, people
Upstate, summer, on the lake,
the people from 82nd. street
a cottage, timbered, at water’s edge,
Not that far, a pub, all invitation, local noise,
we drive, a half-hour, too far to walk,
the small village, a boat repairer, two shops,
sold everything. Like my childhood.
So quiet, remote, far removed yet so near
to a city that defies gravity, huge, confronting,
A city that is
, loved and hated, America
brass knuckles, noisy, ambitious,
A city of universities, bookstores, theatre.
hamburger joints and Chinese laundries.
A city where unreachable minds, unreadable people,
created ground zero.
Often we think that it could only be there
that we could watch a building disintegrate
while so many people die.
It may have places of quiet dignity,
there maybe an old world charm,
But we see do not see this beauty
and rarely realize its charm.
We see instead downtown canyons
that never see the sun
yellow cabs and rushing people
speaking in a hundred different voices
The world is there; It is a city like no other.
It is the future for all others.