Outside the deli
Primroses and daffodils
I open my coat.
I was reminded of this haiku as I ventured out for my walk super early this morning—the only time to honorably unmask outdoors. It’s my favorite entry from the Haiku on 42nd Street project, which took place in 1994, right after I arrived in New York and then-mayor Giuliani closed down all the deliciously seedy Time Square “theaters” (read: pornhouses). While normally bustling 42nd Street was still a ghost town, local poets had their way with all its marquees. These interstitial moments in history offer such stubborn, sad beauty.
Because this Memorial Day weekend finds many of us still sheltering in place, let’s find the sheltering sky inside. Tune in tomorrow to an IG Live at 1pm EST for Sky Inside Service, my nonchurchy church, for invocation, recitation, spiritual staycation. (See also: Prince, Aretha.) This week’s theme: Blessings of the Flesh. Yep, you read that right.
For a private reading or ritual, book here.Postscript: Here is the video of this service.
May 22, 2020 in Age Matters, Cat Lady Matters, Country Matters, Film Matters, Food Matters, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters