Mystery Church

Outside after midnight this particular Sunday the sound of church bells clanging and chiming, clanging and chiming, clanging, chiming, by who or for what remaining untold, making us restive in replacing the usual peace, the usual quiet with 

this spontaneous mystery church

Poetics: Naked Before the World

 Third public Poetics post of 2022, babe: 

Sunnyside, Queens 2013

“This guy’s crazy!” said the man on the street, while peering in at a large girl doll in the adjacent store window & talking to himself. 

Or the girl doll. 

“Five dollars for that?”

“The poet always stands naked before the world”—Allen Ginsburg

What Could Have Been

 

 Woodside, Queens train platform, 2013-ish