Poem 1 Poem by Alice Notley

Poem 1

Rating: 5.0


St. Mark's Place caught at night in hot summer,
Lonely from the beginning of time until now.
Tompkins Square Park would be midnight green but only hot.
I look through the screens from my 3rd floor apartment
As if I could see something.
Or as if the bricks and concrete were enough themselves
To be seen and found beautiful.
And who will know the desolation of St. Mark's Place
With Alice Notley's name forgotten and
This night never having been?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuck Taylor 25 May 2018

I've never been to St. Mark's Place. I should have gone there the last time I was in NYC. I love the ending she pulls off in this poem.

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Lantz Pierre 26 December 2016

The landscape not just of poetry, fortunately, but of life.

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Chuy Amante 26 March 2014

Mmmmm, I love all the mystery here!

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Alice Notley

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