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An Angler’s Diamante Fisherman silent, pensive searching, looking, waiting flyrod, reel, wader..

SUMMER COMMUTE Grand Central Station the third Friday in July humidity hits hard in the midtow..

I AM OF NEW YORK I am of New York this city of big dreams - city of noise, and power city of speed and swagger city of hubris and hope city ..

WHAT IF I WERE FREE What if I were free and able to view the gardens hidden behind thes..

Child Birth Floating peacefully in my dark ocean I stretch And hear the reassuring drumbeat Th..

ODE TO THE RIVER QUEEN Farewell to thee fair River Queen you blessed relic from our past just a rus..

WE DREAMED THE DREAM We dreamed the dream of hearts on fire we dreamed the dream of man’s desire..

The Crysalis I do not weep at the death of the caterpillar, yet I cry at the birth of the butterfly. I ..

SUMMER BLACKOUT In a world lit only by fireflies I hand roll a cigarette and am blinded by the matc..

Moist air heavy cast Fireflies illuminate Oppressive night heat