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Bridges On The Hudson

November 6, 2024 – 7:52 pm

Written Sep 2, 2018 The Kaaterskil Creek flows East out of the Catskill Mountains Into the Hudson River___ The creek has existed since the Ice Age. For millenium the primordial Glacial Shield sheared off the tops of much high mountains forming the Catskills. Granite tops their ruined peaks. A land of wonder. In 1818 at […]

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Seeing Past the Hudson – Poetry 1978 – Journal

July 22, 2024 – 12:02 pm

Soft, the West Wind Blowing with visions Of the continent Beyond the Hudson River Jersey to the Delaware Water Gap The Midwest corn fields 360 flat horizens The Mississippi Corn giving way to cattle The Missouri High prarie rising from the Midwest Sighting of the Rockies Desert Nevada More desert The Sierras Oh California The […]

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Oysters On The Hudson

June 1, 2024 – 9:01 am

Every summer the Lenape traveled with the seaward tide to harvest the oysters from the Muhheakantuck or the River that flows both ways. The middens of discard shells created large mounds and the Dutch named a path Pearl Street for the luminous nacres. PSD the name Manhattan means “place of inebriation. Judy Nylon wrote The […]

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April 1, 1980 Journal Entry East Village

April 1, 2024 – 12:36 pm

April 1 Frank’s Birthday April Fool’s Day 1979 Yesterday Michael Selbach and I felt the urge for a short trip up the Hudson on his Kawasaki 650cc motorcycle. The day was sunny and I dressed in white denims; jacket and jeans, then rode the subway up to Times Square. The David’s Pot Belly’s cook waited […]

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ReAmerica

April 4, 2023 – 9:44 am

High above the Hudson Over four hundred feet Someone help this stranded pilgrim To see into a forgotten America I’ve been trapped in a city of concrete and steel. Drinking and drugging Ignoring the Call of the Wild. From the storm King Highway I hear the scream. Come see me Come see America. Before it’s […]

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