Henrietta Szold (P.S. 134)

By the seashore outside

a broken morning hustle,
lines which form the follow,
onward then to Madison diagonal
is Samuel Dickstein Plaza
minuscule scalene, tired wheeling

backpacks, corduroy dungarees,
visor ball caps, bandannas,
face shields, anything observing
order to blot,

block, so
a hindrance of-a
sun-wisdom, bank

and riverside: earful wide melody.

My Child

My child learned
1) in a word

My child upheld
2) in a word

My child forged
3) in a word

My child renamed
4) in a word

The FDR Drive

The Montgomery Street mouths

forced East
lapping waterfront

Brooklyn over smokestacks
as cartoon cartographies

centuries after musket balls
running bases

decades before Muscovite
life idolatries dancing mazurkas

in fetid
pickle vats of Gemara

inflicted gray
ratio machines

aimed down amid a crisp fall
humility at the Days of Awe