- Delights of life
One day at 9 a.m. in August 2009
a few raindrops blew outside my window but then the weather cleared up.
I come out of the Raddison Hotel on 32nd and Broadway.
There is no time blocking my path or following my trail.
After leaving the subway my eyes, as if washing tea cups,
lightly run across the buildings of NYU on 4th
where 22 years ago I spent a hard year doing nothing important.
Then I begin walking down Broadway.
The old memories rise and fall strenuously in my mind,
fluttering like a faded flyer at the bottom of my memory.
The midday mugging happened near 42nd.
Now I have quite an amount of cash in my pocket
but my face looks calm since my mind is light.
As before, I stop at the “Shakespeare and Company” bookstore near NYU;
leave carrying a couple of newly-published chapbooks
then stealthily enter the Grace Anglican church
that sits modestly among the bigger buildings.
The church with the simple exterior also has a simple interior.
I come out after listening to the choir practice a single hymn.
I go to the literature section of the famous “Strand,”
which I heard is the largest in the world;
if all lined up, the book spines would span over 17 miles.
As before, I walk along opening covers.
The distant, swaying horizon makes me thirsty
but I keep walking under dark cliffs
exhaling the musk of books.
I purchase the 1978 edition of Bronowski’s thin, aged book
at a cost slightly higher than wholesale.