Showing posts with label Ron Sherbet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ron Sherbet. Show all posts

Thursday, May 23, 2019

BASKET CASE and CURES

MONDAY
5.20.2019
Rapid Changes in Quick Succession
Lately I'm either overflowing with options

...or a closet case in denial


Mind matter and Real matters alternating
What actually comes to matter is what catches my attention from moment to moment and place to place
~*~

TUESDAY
5.21.2019
9 a.m.


3 p.m.
Neighbor, Ron Sherbet and I journeyed to Third Avenue at 11th Street for $5 Tuesdays at AMC theaters
"A Dogs Journey"
https://youtu.be/A2FrrSyyKfA
Mostly kids in the audience and a great pleasure
with nostalgia and gentle tears.

6:30 p.m.
10th Street on 2nd Avenue
St Marks Church
 
Plaza in front

 Ron poses on request


Then, Perogies and blintzes
Little Poland Restaurant
2nd Avenue at 12th Street

Home at 8 p.m.


Waning moon and shaky hands

Between two street level entrances

~*~

WEDNESDAY
5.22.2019
Finally finished the package of ten Note Cards
("Painting by Max Gimblett-NYZCCC-Photo by Ms")

After Meditation
Walked home from the Zendo
(Madison Square 8:30 p.m.)

~*~

THURSDAY
Leaving 2019 behind
"New York Album"
by Lou Reed
Listen back to
1989
https://youtu.be/Pb_r-IwB8t8
(whole album)

Look Back Four Decades
to
1949
Preview and Brilliant New Introduction
~*~

Saturday, June 16, 2018

AIR CONDITIONED and COMFORTABLE

First
My unnecessary anxiety over clearing a path from the poorly angled entrance door, through a very cluttered hall, and several rooms to the front window where it was going to replace the dead one.

It doesn't show but the 3 shelf item on the right was loaded with all sorts of stuff and my Stone Buddha on the top flanked by two vases of dusty old dry floral and leaf arrangements...the hallway out of the frame also had a lineup of shoes, a rolling cart and spare beach chair, plus another small table with more floral arrangements and lots of catch pots with a collection of 'don't-know-whats'. An hour or so of careful sorting, some tossing and finally clear save for the basket which moved into the bathroom and the rest of the rooms got done as well in just another few hours, including the escape break from my last post.
 
Right on time Friday afternoon and totally efficient, two wonderful fellows from Warshaw Hardware, one of the very few REAL hardware stores in Manhattan and friends for over forty years, arrived, removed the old machine, installed and tested the new one and it's just great!
Thank you Matt and Andre.
And Thanks to my friend and neighbor Ron Sherbet, who did me the favor of calling me to be sure I was awake and came over to spend time with me during the installation.

Warshaw Hardware
https://www.facebook.com/warshawhardware/

My Previous post
http://mscomfortzone.blogspot.com/2018/06/nightime-escape.html

Thursday, March 29, 2018

NOTICING and REMEMBERING

March 20th
Message from Anonymous Artist
 A Corner of 7th Avenue
 Manhattan

March 21st
Gargoyles Everywhere

 March 22nd
Faint Selfie at the knee in a Drawing at Home

March 23rd
New Sign in our Building
 "From the City"
Laughable when we no longer have real fire doors since the replacement doors were installed in the late nineties poorly (light leaks all around), when there is no sprinkler system or connection to the Fire department and who knows when these old fire escapes were last inspected.

March 24th
Night with a moon in fog waxing toward full for the 31st

 March 25th
Palm Sunday at Epiphany
The Catholic ladies made at least fifty of these, enough to mount on the Points of the metal fencing. Hundreds of ribbons with prayers and wishes both personal and planetary, written by the faithful and tied to every juncture, waving in the slightest breeze.
 Signage at the Lutherans
***

The News
Blessed be these young ones on the move.

March 25th
Out walking with a neighbor
Baruch College Pigeon Perch 4PM
Street light Pigeon Perch 5PM
Neighbor Ron Sherbet
 Delivery man pushes past knocking my camera.
 Aftermath
Familiar passing conversation with our superintendent:
I say "Ola Senor Espenal"
(pretty young woman passes)
He responds "I want to get married again"
I answer "Ha! You just want to .... all the young sweeties in the world."
(he giggles as I brush past and enter the building)

March 26th
Stuff got done and in the evening I was downtown
with my regular Writing Group
6 to 8PM

Prompt #1 
(20 minutes)
Something About a Favorite Candy

Response
(long piece written but not yet transcribed)

Prompt #2
(5 minutes)
April Rain Song
by Langston Hughes

Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head like silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes stilt pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain

Response
Sudden Shower
by M. Slater
One sunny late March afternoon it began to rain
Mist carried undulating rainbows on swift winds
Westward into the stillness of a moonless night
~*~

8:30-10PM
I stayed on for an unrelated Thirty Second Slam Event
at the theater on the same floor
http://mscomfortzone.blogspot.com/2018/03/thirty-second-slam.html


March 27th
Cleaning, cooking and storing food mostly
and then it was bedtime

March 28th
Wednesday Morning came and Went
Wednesday Evening was well Spent

March 29th
Throwback Thursday
I REMEMBER
Politician and poet, Eugene McCarthy is featured in this 2015 thirty five minute documentary titled "I'm Sorry I Was Right". Directed and written by Mike Hazard, the film features poems, a narration by Robert Bly, music by Bob Dylan, Butch Thompson, and Dean Magraw, archival footage, and intimate recordings with the subject. The press called him "Clean Gene" when he ran against the war in Vietnam. "The Needle" was his nickname on Capitol Hill, in honor of his wicked wit. The poet Robert Lowell declared him, "A One-man Greek Chorus." A friend says, "He is Renaissance Man Super-squared."

Some of His Poems

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

THE FOURTH FRIENDS

July Fourth
2017
The sky looking East
Sundown looking West
Peter Cooper Village
New York City
Wendy Daly, our generous Hostess, met us at the Guard-Gate entrance on First Avenue
with Ron Sherbet
 My neighbors for four + decades
Wendy had invited just a few folks for a small gathering to view the fireworks and share some food at her apartment after. We began on the lawn.
Apparently, everyone originally invited, invited several others...
...ultimately totaling thirty something people.  Needless to say, we all made it up to the roof and a few visited the apartment for the food and beverage offerings, which, by the way were simply delicious.  Most had distance to travel and departed right after the show.
~*~

My fifteen photographs of the Fireworks