The Beat Goes On – pure poetry (New York, USA)

The Beat Goes On – pure poetry (New York, USA)

It’s New Year’s Day, and Joe Strummer – poet of the streets – looks down from a giant mural facing Tompkins Park.  From here I walk west with my girlfriend towards St Marks church-in-the-Bowery, past webs of winding fire escapes; hands deep in our pockets,...
The Ghost Dance – mixing memories

The Ghost Dance – mixing memories

“I have sent for you and I am glad to see you. I am going to talk to you after awhile about your relatives who are dead and gone.’”                                        – Wovoka, Paiute American Indian prophet   From Pierre I catch the first available...

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