NauenThen

Brooklyn

October 1, 2015

It felt like we were away, and it was just one subway stop into Brooklyn. It made me wish I'd been a pioneer here, but when I moved to the East Village, there was no Brooklyn, so to speak. By which I mean, in the late '70s, Brooklyn was where you went to raise a family not be a poet.

I try to look at the world around my home, & I feel surprised & delighted often. But it's not the same as going somewhere else.

Even if that's Brooklyn.

(And I mostly looked across the East River at Manhattan.)