Category Archives: Poetry

Blackout – Montauk # 37

December 2, 2024 – 3:41 pm

Two hours past sunset Ditch Plains Montauk Walking from a friend’s house Black out Power down Lights out All lights out No man light at all___ The above stars Light the path through the Shagmoor Cold 30 degrees cold No wind Through the trees To the south Below the bluff Waves crashing on the beach___ […]

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WINTER’S TOLL – Montauk

December 1, 2024 – 1:38 am

The rails run straight to Montauk. The pine forest wizened by the salt off the ocean All winter Deer dash across the tracks. Day and night. The train runs twice every hour 7200 seconds apart. Still some deer don’t make it. Crows pick clean the bodies The bones gleam white in the afternoon light. April […]

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On The Road – Kerouac – July 2022

November 7, 2024 – 7:45 am

Route 6 – The Bear Mountain Bridge Every trip begins somewhere. PAGE ONE – ON THE ROAD I’d been poring over maps of the United States in Paterson for months, even reading books about the pioneers and savoring names like Platte and Cimarron and so on, and on the roadmap was one long red line […]

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November 2, 1978 East Village – Journal Entry

November 2, 2024 – 1:14 am

At Club 57 on St. Mark’s Lang and I heckled the performers. Several people in the audience took offense. Miss Nancy, the emcee, shrilled, “Get the fuck out of here.” The crowd laughed and I responded saying, “Join the real world or at least the 1930s.” We didn’t leave, but when David Dirtbomb, a comic, […]

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Pumpkin Stand Bowling 1962

October 30, 2024 – 7:06 am

Route 28 From Chatham On Cape Cod To Manchester New Hampshire. The four-laner contracted to two Through the Blue Hills South of Boston___ Wider again after the lights After Chicktawbut Road Passing my neighborhood A fruit stand sold pumpkins On Halloween___ That evening Hundreds lay unprotected No lights Our gang of boys and girls Sleathily […]

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