corona: 5.28.20: 9:09 pm (c)
the pier cloudy
& uncrowded, spot
francisco the fisherman--
francisco, on one of my first walks,
only 3 of us in april chill, advises
get out of the rain
and when i ask him how are the fish says:
they're taking the day off
today, his beard shaved,
as i take his photo asks
what for, i say, i'm a poet
& use the photos w/
my poems--oh he says,
there is nothing like
the euphoria of making
something
that didn't exist
before
and having it meet
the picture you have in your mind
he tells me he's an inventor
of a gadget to slice garlic real
thin a fishing pole that moves
by the wind and adds i design
and make kites you can find me online:
frank rodriguez the kite man
of central park
thurs, 5.28.20: 9:17 pm--mon, 7.6.20: 3:55 pm
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corona: 5.1.20: 3:04 pm
not a plane in sight
says the older man
in long european army green trench-
coat, pink face mask--
& he's right--morning cloudy
on the pier-- sky quiet
as when henrik hudson
must have sailed up this river--
and as lady liberty rises from
the mist, i'm thinking how
clear the air must have been
when my grandparents arrive--
and how i will miss
this piecefri, 5.1.20: 3:10 pm
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