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Interesting how you chose the amusement park of Coney Island as your vantage point for this poem. My Father was born in the Fort Greene section of Brooklyn. Sept.11th was so hard on him- even though no-one he knew personally had perished.
Very sad & VERY real. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem »