Dream New York Poems

Nine nine  

A story I needed to find  

My credentials were declined  

But it was Sunday, I did not mind  

Honestly,...

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My memory lane
Entertainment in can’t complain
That would be lame
The Great White Way BROADWAY	
My time at the Town Hall Theater on West 43rd Street in New...

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jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive...

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Do you ever think of me?
Think of what we used to be?
It’s true our time was very short,
The briefest of carnal cohorts.
Almost thirty years ago,
Yet...

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Need to spread out
is stronger than
Desire to get along 

Aby M.

Besoin de s'étendre 
est plus fort que 
Désir de s'entendre 

Aby M. (french)...

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I thrive 
Wherever I go 
Abundance and generosity 
Wherever I shine 

When I get up 
Even the horizon is at the party
With its sensual and...

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Blue Suburbs

Like in Saint Denis
Day and night
The zombies cross paths
in Jersey City

Those who slam their dreams in eldorados
cross day and night
Those who have cracked them...

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I want to see the clash of the classes

The dichotomy between the debutantes and the downtrodden 

wallow in the welfare 
 scream at those who...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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The Eleventh Day of September


I had cherished the dream of walking up and down the endless lanes and avenues
Of a city celebrated for its illustrious...

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By Moji Agha
(April 20, 2016--Tucson, AZ)

Chomsky's NY Times Swooning

"I swoon on the NY Times Op-Ed page,
every eleven weeks or so,"
said Prof. Noam Chomsky,
in the sufi...

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As the warm April rain slowly falls 
all over this lonely town,
we are feeling lonelier than
the hummingbirds perched on trees,
not happy with the mood we...

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I dream of a time when it was raining.
skies draped in sheets of nighttime
I'm hiding...
barefoot I feel the sensation
of the chills sent up my spine
by...

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Upon my asking a lone Lenape
what happened to their tribal home;
so soulful that he barely told me
the tragic tale of how it had gone.

The white...

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