A Christmas Story, excerpt from Death and the Dream. After Christmas my Aunt Muriel and I walk through the barren park on East Fifth Street in New York. It’s not much of a park. We have to stop every six feet or so beside one of the rotting wooden benches to let my Aunt Muriel … Continue reading Good Neighbors
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Winter Song in Brooklyn
Winter Song A cardinal tapping at my window called and in Brooklyn, this melody is rare. A lilting and beautiful high pitched tone, a Christmas song, gift, heavenly visitor, I thought. From the bare mulberry tree the feathered body flew then stopped between locked iron window bars and caught between them, trapped I feared. The … Continue reading Winter Song in Brooklyn