haiku (stone #55)

Posted 25 February, 2011 in Albany, aros, Haiku, My poems, Poetry, Stones

trudge trudge trudge
slip trudge trudge trudge slip trudge:
Albany blizzard

POEM: and so we say our goodbyes

Posted 24 February, 2011 in Albany, My poems, Poetry

On Sunday I’m moving from Albany, NY, to New York City. Today I started saying goodbye to my friends with a few little gatherings. Although Albany was the site of probably the darkest year or two of my life, I did meet some incredible people here who I expect I’ll be friends with for a long, long time.

/ / /

and so we say our goodbyes

1.
over avacado tortas and enchiladas
iced tea and fresh salsa
we talk about work or lack thereof
share a laugh about the end of the world
tell stories about food poisoning
and a raffle at a Stones concert

2.
later there is a poetry reading
out-of-town poets with an in-town crowd
afterward we have a conversation
that is like the ones we’ve had before
in exactly the right way
Nina Simone is singing – we have to stop talking
when she gets to the Dylan tune
for the record, I am not Bob Dylan

3.
tomorrow there will be Japanese food
and the glow that always comes from it
but even this is not goodbye
who really has to say goodbye anymore?
I’m not heading west in a wagon
never to be seen again
I’m as close as ten numbers
as near as the computer screen
as far away as the edge of the universe

haiku (stone #43)

Posted 12 February, 2011 in Albany, aros, Haiku, My poems, Poetry, Stones

walking in the street
cars passing too closely:
icy sidewalks

POEM: old couple in the therapist’s elevator

Posted 29 January, 2011 in Albany, My poems, Poetry

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I found this one in my notebook. I wrote it back in November after witnessing this scene.

old couple in the therapist’s elevator

she says “dirty rotten elevator”
he doesn’t even sigh anymore
just presses 2
puts his head down
kneads the brim of his gray-
checked fedora with one
arthritic hand