napowrimo#13 ...crediting the first line to Norman Dubie...."the lights of the galaxies are strung out over a dipper of gin".
STRUNG OUT
the lights of the galaxies
are strung out over a dipper of gin
lost in the Gotham stars
and solace of the Hudson
beyond the city that never sleeps
below the arch of Washington Square
above the urchin avenue of the bowery
fifteen steps down
stands the Village Vanguard
Sarah
Miles
Bill Evans Trio
ghosts of the past jazz universe
calling the spirits
in a martini glass
strung out on gin
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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11 comments:
Fun take on the prompt. Bottoms up!
Really enjoyable piece! Thanks for sharing.
Wayne, New York New York! My hometown! Oh how I miss it! Great poem!
Pamela
Fantastic. Loved it!
I like how you tie the beginning and end together with your gin. Here's to you!
This was great! I especially liked the last three lines.
I'm always partial to circular journeys. I love the jazz theme too.
Really well done! And, as a former New Yorker, I just have to love it!
I love this.
Love it, really love it. You nailed a certain New York feeling in this. My husband and I were married there at the Municipal Building almost 15 years ago.
What can I say? Fantastic!
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