Don Yorty

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… Today I picked Uncle Al’s tomatoes for the last time. Many were over ripe rotten, had cracked or fallen. I was tired but constant and making an effort to exercise, bent holding my abdomen in reaching into the vines … Continue reading →

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3 Oct ’10

… Swallows gather on the electric wire One after the other in a row. I Approach as some fly up and swarm the sky Hundreds of them sweeping out. I’m inspired Watching them burst and swoop and blend and flow … Continue reading →

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2 Oct ’10

… A little spider on the written page Looks up at me. I do not bother her Nor does she me where I have come to lay Myself down in the grass like a brother Queen Anne’s Lace crowning our … Continue reading →

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1 Oct ’10

… I let down the umbrella on the dock Enclosing the wasps inside who’ve summered Up in the ribs. I had to do it. Not Only is it sunset but September The summer is almost over and I Must go … Continue reading →

Singing Secrets: Interview with Bill Kushner: Questions

26 Sep ’10

… April 10th at the Chelsea Square. I have some questions to ask Bill sent to me by several poets and writers. There is a family eating at the next table chattering away happily. Although I fear Bill won’t be … Continue reading →

Bill Kushner reading My Sisters

25 Sep ’10

… … My Sisters So what’s love? I’d watch my 2 older sisters Spend hours in front of mirrors, doing things With their lips, incredible! they’d make Their faces look down this way, up that way & why? I’d hear … Continue reading →

Singing Secrets: Interview with Bill Kushner: Poetry

21 Sep ’10

… The following Saturday, March 20th, was sunny and wonderful. I spent the morning priming my study, hurrying to Janovic Plaza to order some paint, and got over to the Chelsea Square to talk with Bill who arrived looking very … Continue reading →

Singing Secrets: Interview with Bill Kushner: History

16 Sep ’10

… … I met Bill at the Chelsea Square Restaurant on March 13, 2010 at 3:30 in the afternoon. The day was a stormy downpour. The wind howled down the street first taking one umbrella from me and then the … Continue reading →

Bill Kushner reading Fiction

16 Sep ’10

… Here is Bill reading his poem “Fiction” from his book He Dreams Of Waters. … … Fiction If fiction is necessary what am I doing in this torn dress at this very bus stop he signs in a kind … Continue reading →

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12 Sep ’10

… As the Labradors black as night splash in The morning light and swim in the current Up to their necks going for the mallards That fly away before they get to them It is about to rain and a … Continue reading →

The Luck of Geography

11 Sep ’10

…from NY Chronicles 2001 September 11 Tuesday morning was sunny and fresh, a lovely autumn day that made me happy to be alive as I walked to work at the Island School a few blocks away. I’d been given a … Continue reading →

Bill Kushner reading Quack

11 Sep ’10

… Last Saturday, September 4, when the traffic got too noisy at Saint Mark’s, Bill and I walked a few blocks across 14th Street to Stuyvesant Park, on the west side of Second Avenue, sat down on a bench where … Continue reading →