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| Illustration: Victor Kerlow |
New York Directions
(1996)
Follow the twin shadow to its extremity. Slap
your feet over the sidewalk - hard. Dodge
yellow cabs, electric people, the tramp brushing
the street
with the end of his scarf. Politely, steer through smiling sightseers
and buy a can and a dog - hot, from a stand with
the man with an accent
from all the American movies you've ever seen.
Make
like a bee for the green line of railing and
hedge. Step
through the open gate. Step into the dormant
chamber
buried in the chest of this city. Sit on a
slatted seat in the shade
of unfamiliar trees, feel the tremble of traffic
against your back.
Acknowledge the hum, the drum of the streets,
beneath
the cocksure call of a Downtown pigeon.
Smile at: Sitting on the Gravestones is not
permitted.
Trace mossed etching with your finger
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Tombeau
Qu'a fait eriger Mmm. Catherine Gentil
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Memoire
Toss crumbs for the sparrows building nests
in the cracks of the tombs. Sigh. Step back
through the gate.
Then, my friend
Oh, I like this one very much. :)
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