202 East 7th by Steve Kowit

 
Now & again I catch myself staring back into that world,
decades gone. Cassidy is defending the Chinese
Revolution, arms crossed over his lean, naked chest.
He is 20, agitated of course, but laughing, nevertheless,
as he paces the room. From a chair in the corner,
Doug Reisner’s hoarse, equivocal chuckle, & Lenny
is grinning, delighted, & Murray, laconic as ever, nodding
his head. That quiet, measured womanly voice is Susan
Hartung’s. Outside, the blazing white impossible glare
from the street, & more dimly lit than I guess it must really
have been, the narrow, endless tenement stairway I climb
to that earlier life, in this waking dream, again & again.

 
 


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