If “92 Pine” was a bit of a love song to Greenpoint, “Gowanus” is the same for…Gowanus.

I had a dream a little while back that took place in a neighborhood that looked roughly like the far north end of Manhattan Avenue in Greenpoint.  I did live in Greenpoint, although not that part, but I did spend time there during a different phase of my life.  The dream affected me so much that I wrote this poem about it.

Photo credits, top to bottom: David Kennedy on Unsplash; jonathan wilson rosas peña on Unsplash; Karl on Unsplash.

 

Photos: top, Sketch the Sun on Unsplash ; bottom, Federico Tasin on Unsplash.

Photos: Left, Bundo Kim on Unsplash; right, Thom Holmes on Unsplash.

Two new things tonight: first, I’m sharing a poem in a traditional form, the villanelle; second, my recent terrible photo collages seem pretty popular, so I’ve made another one to go with tonight’s offering, “Southpaw.”

Photo credits: top; Miti on Unsplash; bottom, Mink Mingle on Unsplash.

Winter always feels like it will never end until it does.