Friday, March 25, 2011

It's a New York Day

We try to visit MOMA
but it’s closed on Mondays,
bummer, so we walk
down Fifth Avenue
in the light rain to the Plaza,
we want high tea but
we’re politely shown
to the Grill (improper attire).
We find a rare book shop,
barely noticeable from the street,
and walk up the stairs when
we’re buzzed through the door
to see and smell rows and shelves
of leather-bound words.
I go solo to see this revival
of Moon for the Misbegotten
at the Cort and have a drink
at intermission on the warm,
wet, June sidewalk.
I still smell the rain, different
here than anywhere else.

This poem is submitted to Poetically Friday at One Stop Poetry, hosted by Brian Miller. To see other poems about New York, please visit the site.

Painting: At the Sherry-Netherland, oil on board by Amy Stewart. Via Lost Coast Daily Painters.


Maureen said...

I learned the hard way always to have back-up plans when in New York City on Mondays. There's so much worth seeing and doing, even without plans you can make a day of it.

Lovely contribution to Poetically Friday. I like the touch of rain.

dustus said...

You express a wonderful sense of adventure amid the altered itinerary. Rare book shops are the best. Such places also have a distinctive smell. An excellent contribution to Friday Poetically. Thank you, Glynn.

Karen Kyle Ericson said...

Yes very nice! I almost put out some photos of NYC today but settled for my birthday tulip bouquet. I really like this painting. The style is beautiful and it really does feel like NYC. The poem is perfect. Thanks for sharing it.

Tracy Krauss said...

Wish I was there!

Anonymous said...

that was the long way to the book shop.

Penny said...

A bookshop. the sign of true civilisation.
lovely write.

Jinksy said...

Mmm...rain on pavements - one of my favourite smells...

signed...bkm said...

Nice capture it the whole feel in your words...there is only one New York...a June sidewalk....with a smell of its own...bkm

Brian Miller said... capture nice textures of the city..might try to find that bookstore tomorrow...smiles.

moondustwriter said...

Lovely look at city life and that other world...

At the airport - anticipation!!!

Anonymous said...

intermission on the warm,
wet, June sidewalk.
I still smell the rain, different
here than anywhere else.

You took me there, moment by moment and each step was as pleasurable as the last. Love the description of the June sidewalk.
Well written and enjoyable, thank you!