Category: New York City
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If my tree falls on neighbor’s car who is responsible ?
Sort of a bear / pope / tree in the woods question, this, but If my tree falls on neighbor’s car who is responsible ? It’s not actually my tree pictured here. Or my car. This happened in a wind storm not far from where we live and it absolutely OBLITERATED the windows, hood, roof…
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Brighton Beach Dolphin Sculpture
Here’s a dolphin sculpture from the Brighton Beach stop on the Q headed towards Coney Island.
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Weeping Angel statue at Greenwood Cemetery
I snagged this weeping angel while I was at Greenwood Cemetery. As you know, I spent a ton of time there writing The Greenwood Poet:
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Garden with Sculptures
This picture of a garden with sculptures is actually from Greenwood Cemetery, the theme of my book of poetry.
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Artifacts of 9 11 in churchyard
This is in a neighborhood cathedral’s courtyard — these artifacts of 9 11.
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How You Know We’re Old: VHS Tapes in an iPod doc box
I found these on my walk and it’s how you know we are old: VHS tapes getting pitched inside an iPod dock box. Eras criss cross and once breaking tech gets lumped in and junked with its predecessor.
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Brooklyn Clock Tower — 1 Hanson pl
What’s the name of the Brooklyn clock tower? It’s 1 Hanson pl. But my family votes we name it Big Art — art for Arthur as a companion to Big Ben, but also as a sign of Brooklyn’s influence on culture.
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Bushwick Savings Bank
Snagged a shot of the Bushwick Savings Bank when we were up there helping a friend move. It feels to me as if it could be from anywhere in the country, really.
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Foraged Cherries
I found a new tree for picking foraged cherries down the block. Here’s a wider pic of the tree and of the rose bush I found. Tasted tart and none of us died.
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ADHD Background Noise and International Coffeeshops
I’ve talked to several writers lately about ADHD background noise. When does it help? When does it hurt? How do coffeeshops play into that? I’m noticing something simple about myself. I do benefit from coffeeshop noise, but not from active conversations in my own language nearby. Whatever’s happened to my brain since moving to NYC,…
