{"id":22320,"date":"2016-08-13T16:27:11","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T20:27:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=22320"},"modified":"2016-08-13T16:27:11","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T20:27:11","slug":"city-muse-1-new-york","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/city-muse-1-new-york\/","title":{"rendered":"City Muse #1: New York"},"content":{"rendered":"

City Muse #1:\u00a0 New York<\/p>\n

Frannie Z<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

One of the best things<\/p>\n

was bumping into friends<\/p>\n

or relatives.<\/p>\n

Almost careened into my parents<\/p>\n

near 34th<\/sup> Street.<\/p>\n

Unshut a train door<\/p>\n

for my best friend<\/p>\n

on a platform.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In those days New York<\/p>\n

\u2013four of the boroughs-<\/p>\n

was like a vast interlinking honeycomb,<\/p>\n

studded, netted, limned through<\/p>\n

with people who were mine,<\/p>\n

and their friends.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I loved taking trains<\/p>\n

to see how they connected.<\/p>\n

Subway maps<\/p>\n

spread out like tea leaves<\/p>\n

in cups, unknown fortunes,<\/p>\n

spider webs, but better.<\/p>\n

My friends and I<\/p>\n

recited lines and their stops<\/p>\n

by heart, our subway rosary.<\/p>\n

Each weekend<\/p>\n

we\u2019d inhabit another train<\/p>\n

from start to endpoint,<\/p>\n

never minding how gauche we appeared<\/p>\n

or how un-neighborhooded,<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Perhaps, like some redlined buildings,<\/p>\n

we looked too vacant<\/p>\n

to attack.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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