Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Thanks Heaps

"For autobiography has to do with time, with sequence and what makes up the continuous flow of life. Here, I am talking of space, of moments and discontinuities." -Walter Benjamin, A Berlin Chronicle

Such a miracle to ride my bike home in the humid dark with red safety lights flashing from the bar ends of my handlebars. Knowing I'm halfway home as I cross the metal bridge over the stinky green canal. Up the hill past the crazy kids, the funeral parlor, and then past the brownstones with all my silver and flash. Breathing hard as I climb six flights of stairs with my bike over my shoulder. I open the door: somone is holding a blueberry smoothie!

1 Comments:

Blogger frankcolby said...

bycycle floating past ancient path of Washington's sliding into the night and across the East River.
Martha waiting on Manhatten side to wrap George in Flag made by Betsy. Turning and shooting bird to Red coated devils left in Brooklyn on bycyles and walk up flats.

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