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EMANUEL,

West Houston Street Encounter

Say! Excuse me, Mister.

Wonder, hey, might you spare a dollar?

Believe it or not, I was once a teacher;

I had a home in New Canaan, a wife and kids.

Give me a break!

Think on this a moment.

My religious education was good.

I learned the books of the Bible,

Always felt myself a righteous man.

You might find it hard to phantom,

Given current circumstance,

But it's true!

How about it, Mister, let me hold a dollar?

Come on, my story is true!

YET ANOTHER LOVE POEM

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YET ANOTHER LOVE POEM

 
Who do you love the best
Me or one of the other boys,
The others who have been part of your life?

I believe you love me for my poems,
And the other guys because of their good looks.

Excuse me! I am sure that I know
How those former lovers write.
I would wager, their compositions stink!

They are schoolboys at their lessons.
Their vocabulary weak and grammar amiss.
Their voice never amounts to truth
For they have not learned,
They are not practiced in language of the heart.

A girl like you would never fall,
Never give herself over to some inconsequential chap,
Even were he rich in goods,
Or have a ton of money in the bank,
Honestly, I doubt that it would be worth
Any man's while to court you, useless, I would say,
Unless he had verse at his command. 

You will have poetry in your life, and soulful adventure.

You will have love, above all else, love!  No!
Not artful, not postures of love, but absolute love,
All-out, heedless, besotted, running a muck,
Head over heels, love, as if, you were God-struck.

You will have an ardency whose heart-beat mirrors
The atomic steady of electrons about a nucleus,
An affection which possesses an endurance
Beyond the permanence of any artifact of marble,
Any work of bronze,
And puts to shame the pretense of those,                
The ancient pyramids of Egypt or the other monuments,
Heights and circles of stone and rock,
Whose makers stake a claim to victory over time.

 
   
The love you will have, the heart, a color and brightness,
A beacon from the farthest reaches of space-time,
A light by which all other lights are measured.

Too bad, honey!  Too bad for you!
You must know, and as for you as well as
For all the other suitors, please,
Think on it a bit, tell me the man,
Who may compare, or even place
Reasonable second in the ultimate competition,
Who but me might win the race for your heart? 

Sorry!  But it’s over, no choice,
It is just the luck, the fate which has befallen you.
Its story line, no earthly origin, not an everyday script,
The author knows when the sparrow falls,
He has count of the hairs upon your head,
Understand, accept, and embrace wisdom,
Let me call it, Destiny, and proclaim,
You have won the election.
A bright new day floods the horizon.

Mercy on whom mercy has has been granted, and
Compassion on whom compassion has been granted,
Not by any human will or its exertion,

But by the power of heaven and its justice.

NEW-YORK-CITY SAD SONG

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NEW-YORK-CITY SAD SONG

 
I am in New York City, but New York City,
It does not belong to me. You understand?
I am in New York City, but New York City is not in me.
What do I mean? Listen, I am from Chicago, Illinois.
Been in New York City for thirty-five years.
I am a New Yorker! You must understand!

Nope, nope, I probably confuse you.

What happens here? I have some examples.
Take the Second Avenue Subway. It doesn't exist!
City continues the project as long as I remember.
Seventh Avenue, midtown calls it, Fashion Avenue;
Yet garment making and design
Have they a role in today's American trade?

And the neighborhoods, they all look the same.
Look down the blocks. What do you see?
Corporate interests and franchise,
Dunkin' Donuts and big-time banks,
And, on almost every other corner,
Drug-store chains hawking their wares,
That's the story, the moms-and-pops, those stores,
Those stores are gone.

I notice more begging,
People seeking handouts more today than I ever recall.
The murder rate spikes. The poor kill the poor;
Children shoot other children.

                              
And the City's once renowned middle class forced to flee,
I see a Great Migration,
A town left to ladies with big, diamond engagement rings,
And babies pushed in fancy perambulators.

By the way New York City's mayor,
He is the richest man in the state.

And you, yes, you, too, 
You are not around much anymore.
How seldom I see you during the course of a year!
I am lonely without you.
I miss your not being home with me.
Nowadays, you go abroad
And, when you return, we go for dinner.
I only see you once and a while and then for a short time.

Ever notice all the lottery tickets which losers leave
On counter tops, and discard to the floor?
Seems many people hope to change their luck.

You follow? You understand what I mean?

I am in New York City, but New York City is not in me. 
 
*I copied out these sentiments years ago. Richard Wright first recorded them from a street corner conversation in the late 1930s when he had worked for the Roosevelt's Works Progress Administration. He later published them in 12 Million Black Voices. I took Wright's original street transcription and changed its tone and slant, refocused the scene. Ultimately, I turned it into a personal love poem, a poetic adaptation of sentiments from a WPA document.

MIDNIGHT RECAP, 19 August 1976

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MIDNIGHT RECAP,

19 August 1976

Gad! It's Nancy Lake of North Carolina,

“Chairman, Richard Rosenblum of the Great,

The Oh-so-Great, Delegation from the State of New York”

Representatives proclaim their diverse cultures,

Highlight separate geographies;

They are timed to a moment, tied to one central theme.

The fifty individual states of the Union, 
Arizona, Washington, Illinois and Indiana…

Texas, Alaska… Alabama and Michigan...,

The great cultures, the ethnographic mix of this nation,

Caucasians, Chinese, Blacks,

Cubans, Chicanos, Italian-Americans, Native Peoples,

All expected to take twenty-five seconds or less:

“I am honored to second the nomination…

“The man the American people can trust!

“It is with my great pleasure…

“We are proud to place the name --

“Miss Perez has set a record -- under fifteen seconds!

“Aloha!

“The miracle of Joseph’s coat of many colors…

“A head and a heart! A living legend!

“The last line of defense…

Blrrrrwrrwrrwwwwrrrrr.

“Gerald R. Ford for President!”