Wednesday, 12. September 2007
A New York Haiku
Your memory prowls
like an orange ferry across
the stilled blue bay of my heart.
Note: Remembering a few lines - "We were very tired, we were very merry–/We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry" - from St. Vincent Millay's poem, "Recuerdo" (and happy memories associated with these lines) - while running this evening across Liberty State Park, overlooking the New York Bay.
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