Friday, November 18, 2005

Empire State human

River outside the Studio rose during the night rain ,
town's siren sweep through the cold air as I lay down to sleep .
Brown hawk lifts off the median strip as the bus passes ,
clutching something small in it's claws.
Low tide on the flats between NJ and NY reveals grey black mud curving through the reeds.
Tip of Empire State Building in the distance ...


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