Tuesday, November 23, 2010

the emerald city

my glittering home. i am homesick for the blue dusk punctuated by red stop lights. the tunnels of avenues. floating from one neighborhood to another. the long walking. the met. the upper eastside. the excellence. the bite of frost. and atlas at rockefeller center. he's always there. ever straining, and golden.

Monday, November 1, 2010

on halloween night

there may have been
witches and goblins
flying round the bell tower
and dracos slitherin' past the moon
whilst we slept fast in our beds