Walking down the street the magic of summer fills the city enlightens my soul I feel the breeze hit my skin as I take the long walk down to the park I got nothing but time on this gorgeous morning in July every flower I see brings me joy walking down new streets I wanderContinue reading “Joy”
Tag Archives: New York City
MoMA
Arriving at the museum two hours before they closed on a Saturday night was less than ideal. It was jammed packed with people who loved to stand right in the middle of doorways or breathe too closely on the paintings. I had no other choice, I was only in the city for 48 hours. ThisContinue reading “MoMA”
August in the City
I wrote this poem last year on a park bench in Washington Square Park. I carried an umbrella, walking down Fifth Avenue, waiting for the rain to fall. I held one of Patti Smith’s first books at the Strand. I admired Robert Mapplethorpe’s photographs at the Guggenheim. I told a man from Africa about ToniContinue reading “August in the City”
Kelly Severseike 