- Introduction
- "As Tiny Sea-Birds…"
- Ode on 30th Street Station
- Meditation from the Steps of the Art Museum
- Challenge
- Written on the Rocks, Vinal Haven, ME
- Meeting an Old Friend on the Wissahickon
- Orchestrations Walking on Delancey Street
- "The Seeing Fails…"
- An Old Man's Travelogue
- Winter Sonnet (Odd)
- Lullaby for a Cat
- Winter Song
- Tigger at the Window
- Evening Blues for Solo Guitar
- Foundling Cat
- Delancey Sreet at Noon
- Lisa Happy
- Sonnet from Exile
- Evening Encounter
- Pecking Order
- Mannequins in Nan Duskin's Window
Delancey Street at Noon
The houses here are half in shadow now
And seem but half in time. The empty street
Holds family secrets quietly below
Brick faces, and the city’s in retreat.
Great windows whisper tales of carriages,
Cigar and brandy haunted evenings,
Debuts, and long convenient marriages,
And dining tables laid with crystal things.
I’d like to stay. I’d like to watch the sun
Flash blackly from the rails. I’d like to hear
Old whisperings of peace. But I must run:
I’ve urgent business in another year.
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