Bela and the Rats Ages ago, in 1966, I abandoned my first marriage And moved downtown to a rat-infested loft In lower Manhattan, on Broome Street. Rent was cheap. The ruthless developer Robert Moses Wanted to ram an expressway through the heart Of the historic cast iron district later known as SoHo. Living in… [Read More]
The Most Over-hyped Time of the Year
Just over two weeks till Christmas, and I haven’t trimmed the tree or hung the lights, but I’m getting into the holiday spirit. Next week I’ll have my brand-new dentures—the best Christmas present I could imagine, and I’m grateful to my husband for footing the cost, since our insurance doesn’t cover it. I’m looking forward to… [Read More]
In Memoriam: Windows on the World
I wrote this poem in September of 2001, a few days after the towers fell. I still have vivid memories of Windows on the World, and of the morning of September 11 when I watched the horrific events unfold on my TV screen. I’ve flown a few times since then, but whenever I see a… [Read More]
Christmas Consumption–remember when we shopped till we dropped?
I wrote this poem four years ago, in 2017. I never dreamed how drastically my habits as a consumer would change in a single year, but Covid-19 has utterly destroyed the joy I used to take in spending. Not just in shopping, but in so much more—dining out in restaurants, going to movies, and most… [Read More]
Be Here Now–good pandemic advice from Baba Ram Dass
Be Here Now. The title of Baba Ram Dass’s 1971 book became the catch phrase for millions of westerners seeking enlightenment through eastern spiritual practices, including yoga and meditation. But being in the present moment, letting go of the past and future, has always been challenging to me—until now, in the age of COVID-19. Over… [Read More]
Poemunizing: The Theory of Wastebaskets
On Friday the 13th of March, I began self-quarantining at home with my husband, my dog and my cat. Over a month has passed, and we’ve fared remarkably well. I’m amazed at my emotional equanimity, especially since I’m diagnosed bipolar. In part it’s because I’ve rid my life of so many meaningless obligations that didn’t… [Read More]