Firestone Feinberg
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Turning pages is...A Poem by Firestone FeinbergThe New York Society Library is the oldest library in New York. It was founded by King George before the American Revolution. I belong to the library,.. |
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It's been hot here for weeksA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h7/13/13It's been hot for weeks -- hot and humid hereIn New York. But I have been cold for years -- coldAnd confused. The weather has little effect .. |
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a rough road it is...A Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h7/11/13A rough road it is, young man, and I cannotTell you where it begins or where it ends.Nor do I know how you will find it -- norHow you will k.. |
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The lilacs act as if there were nothingA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h5/5/13The lilacs act as if there were nothingIn the world but their lavender selves. TheirPurple perfume paints the air withPerfect selfishness. Th.. |
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There are other realities -- but this oneA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h 4/5/13 There are other realities -- but this one Is Now, and I don't either like it or Dislike it. And that doesn't matter. The Childre.. |
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Wreaths of Words Ring Round My HeadA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h3/30/13Wreaths of words ring round my head --Tho' none this world could ever tell --For here the living -- here the dead --And neither would to spe.. |
Another Bird Is HappinessA Poem by Firestone Feinbergb"h3/15/13Another bird is happiness --Who goes a different way --Her destination -- none can guess --Nor motivation -- say --A visitor from heaven she.. |
Come Here and Touch the Green GreenA Poem by Firestone FeinbergA poem to my darling new grandson, Lucas. It's somewhat of an introduction to the world -- tempered with the wonder of a child's perception. The rain.. |
a poem to my newborn first grandson, Lucas...A Poem by Firestone FeinbergOn March, 2013, we got the best gift in the world: our first grandchild... a boy named Lukas. The picture is of him the day after he was born. We .. |
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Inspiration is a strange guest...A Poem by Firestone Feinbergb’’h8/12/12Inspiration is a strange guest --She comes -- uninvited --If you ask her to visit --She’s always too busy.When she appear.. |