FIFTY-TWO YEARS AGO...

Waiting for my parents
              to leave for their party,

all dressed up, my mother’s heels,
    my father’s cologne, the anticipation,
                   the apartment finally

            mine,

a good store of Oreos and Malomars
              laid in,

I await the crowds, Times Square, the Countdown,
                      the Ball Drop,
                                      
                             1960,
           
            first new decade I can recall,

mysterious epic event, seismic solar
             system shift, seemingly,

and who could have guessed what would come,
           
so much bigger,
panoramic,
kaleidoscopic
     
                  than anything

            that little b & w

 TV could contain.

                                               
December 31, 2011

 

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