Poem No. 1

Poem No. 1

Here's something I've been tinkering with since the first time I saw a cruise ship sailing down the Hudson River through my living-room window. The scale alone is disconcerting—the Hudson being not at all like the open ocean, and the zillion buildings of downtown Manhattan framing the boat in sections as it passes. So you end up with the distinct impression that's the real, wide world sailing by...

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