It is more apparent here. It is gray.grey.overcast.misty. Am staying in a residential area, in the city, and it is so quiet! I mean quiet!
Monthly Archives: November 2013
Another City…
… The City has been replaced by the city…I am cast in a play in a theatre in this new city. and will be here for a few months, so decided to treat you all to what life is like for the folks out here. Much less public transportation; lots of driving! Stay tuned!
Happy Thanksgiving – part 3
When the water in the saucer for the pots on the fire escape is frozen solid, that is a signal that it’s too cold to stand along the route for the Macy’s parade. You can enjoy it on television like most everyone else.
Happy Thanksgiving – part 2
This man is composing poems on an old typewriter. His sign says, take a picture, leave a tip. Thought that was a fair exchange. I did wonder, however, where he managed to find ribbons for the machine.
Happy Thanksgiving!
With the holidays come ingenious ways to earn money. This man, painted all in copper color, never moved, in fact appeared to be asleep. I was somewhat concerned about what the paint was doing to his body as it seeped through his skin. But he deserved the monies he collected, for keeping the broom in …
Words Fail Me
In my life span I have seen four persons die. Today was another. I was one block from my apartment when I happened upon the scene. I knew he had just fallen by the stunned group gathered around him. And I knew he was dead by the way his body was planted on the sidewalk. …
Another One of those Moments
After theatre, was standing at a bus stop, with a friend, waiting for her bus to arrive. As we chatted, she noted how often women stepped in front of us, to hail a cab. Made sense, I said, wide open space, no parked cars. Three young girls, possibly foreign, suddenly stepped off the sidewalk beside …
A Mi sconception
Admittedly, I was staring. At his arms. The weather was warm and I was trying to figure out from the distance of my seat on the bus, what he had on his arms. Was it tatooes? Was it skin grafts….? I had to really stare at him to make my brain interpret. At the same …
The Traveling Plant
There was a deep sweetness to the scene: At the 42nd street stop today, a young woman, carrying a small upright potted plant in her left hand stood up to exit the subway car. She held the plant firmly, about eye height, so it would be seen and not crushed by the crowd. The door …
Bustime
This is truly the very best thing since sliced bread. On a smart phone, just by googling Bustime, you can follow the progress of the bus, as it makes its way along the route. If waiting for the M11 and you can’t see it coming down 9th Avenue at 11:20 pm and don’t know whether …