Rainy Day On the Lower East Side
I hear the rush of cars rushing by in the rain
outside
from my place in the fabled Lower east Side
Staying dry indoors
I sit down and write this ode
Just attended a short story discussion group
We discussed tales of war and murder
But now I feel peaceful
as the sky opens up
on the Lower East Side
I hear the rain falling on the LES
The Latino domino players
are so into the game they play under awnings when it rains
The rain won't stop the Talmudists
at the hose of Sages
form studying
holy works
Grey sky above
Yesterday was bright and sunny
Today is so wet that I skipped my volunteer work
at Poet's House
and skipped my friend's concert
Maybe I'll flip on the television
Relaxing with the "cool fire" is sometimes
quite nice
I live next to the FDR drive
where cars are rushing by in the downfall
Where are they going?
Where are we all going?
I have time to ponder such questions today
As I relax on a reclining chair
Here on the Lower East Side
Where so many American stories have begun
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2016
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