One of those rare occasions, one in which each of the half dozen or so writers present [at Lucy Day's, 9.11.2010] attends fully to the work being read by each of the others. Each of us, so it seems to me, is fully and entirely engaged, our poems, such as they are, our offerings, fully "heard". First time I've met and heard a sampling of work by poet and former Berkeley City Council member Alan Goldfarb. Alan's poem "Jogging in Central Park" appeared in New York Times' "Metropolitan Diary" Aug. 30, 2010:
JOGGING IN CENTRAL PARK
What a gift the fog is
as I circle the Reservoir
on a summer day, my breath
entering the fog's breath.
Now the voices behind me
moving closer and closer,
as two women in flowing scarves
overtake me. How can they run
and talk so easily, as if they were
sitting at the Plaza having tea?
The younger one stops to ask me
the time. 6:45, I reply.
--Very nice! she says. (I can tell
she's practicing her English.)
I try to say something friendly,
in Chinese, and she answers
in perfect English,
--In your dreams!
BIO -- Alan Goldfarb: Born and raised in Chicago; graduate of Grinnell College; moved to CA with wife and 3 kids in 1971. Made a (small) living as a federal official; elected 3 times to Berkeley City Council and retired before becoming completely crazy. Poet heros: John Logan (old friend and teacher) and Randall Jarrell. Current thought: Stick with Obama
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