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

Praise for the Urban Rock Dove

She doesn't have an agent, manager, editor or publicist, but the humble urban rock dove has a song I'll always love. I find her familiar song in every city, no matter where I move. She was there in the Bronx, in Brooklyn, in the Village and when I visited Old San Juan and Rome. I don't completely … Continue reading Praise for the Urban Rock Dove