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May 22, 2011


It's Monday and I'm lookin' for my Brooklyn fix. I'm homesick, and that's the borough that's always Home.

(Loved this post.)

Here's another slice taken from the center of the pie, I would have loved to have been there, then,

A Walker in the City by Alfred Kazin

A wonderful poet, man, and friend. Ray, you know your way with words. What a perfectly, perfect Monday post to make me re-appreciate this great city. The city that includes the amazing Brooklyn, where all these little moments you write of are happening all around us—and as a Brooklynite somehow the moments I carry seem better and stronger and more beautiful in the borough I've grown to adore.

Karen, thank you for the kind words, really. Thank you.

You are it, Leah. Brooklyn loves you very much, and so do I.

Beautifully put, Ray.

Thank you, V. Hope all is well with the family.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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