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Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Observation - November 5th, 2020, Tuesday

 Coffee on the terrace of the penthouse

 

Morning on 49th Street, Radio City

 

Rockefeller Plaza, a few hundred feet away

 

Columns of concrete, glass and steel push up into the powder blue sky

 

Green-copper spires reflected in mirrors one thousand feet tall

 

Their soft patina wavering in the sunlight

 

 

A curious pigeon comes to greet me

 

 

The sounds of the city are pressing

 

A steady drone of HVAC permeates the atmosphere

 

Sirens wail and saws whine, over the drone of engines

 

As the arhythmic clang of steel on steel fills the air with hollow waves

 

While all around me hammers fall

 

The city hums with a ghostly bustle

 




 

 

Friday, October 4, 2019

Observation - October 4th, 2019, Friday


Observation


It is 6:00 and I am at the airport in Minneapolis.

The concourse is teeming with people, travelers.

I am flying to New York to see my friend and watch the Twins battle the Yankees.

There is reggae playing at a bar I am sitting at.

The bar is closed.

I was the first to take a seat here, and now the number of people has multiplied.

A cooked poked his head out from the kitchen, he looked like he is wondering what we are all doing sitting here.

He looked a little nervous, like he is wondering how the day will begin, starting with a full house.

I wonder if it is normal, or if my precipitous seating brought about the wave.


Saturday, December 2, 2017

Observation, December 2nd, 2017, Saturday

It is noisy at the airport at 6:00 am
The plane to New York promises to be full
The smell of perfume is think in the waiting area
I am sitting next to a Buddhist, wearing the saffron and ochre robes
Of Gottama, of the philosopher, of St. Katherine
The crowd in the terminal are speaking in tongues
In the tongues of humankind, though undoubtedly
There are angels among us, a one-armed man walks past me
There is a ball of fire climbing over the horizon
Casting light on the moon in its fullness
There is a buzz of activity beyond the window
Flickering orange and red, and green

I am waiting patiently to take flight