2007-04-24 - 11:33 a.m.
Every once in a while I check in to Julie Newmar's website to read her essays; I think this one is nice.
It Happened on the Fourth Avenue Local, Brooklyn, On my 77th Birthday, March 20, 1955
"Wake up!" the subway guard exclaimed
--William Hobart Royce
Royce is one of the more obscure poets anthologized in the very groovy collection Broken Land: Poems of Brooklyn. It's got the obvious choices (Walt Whitman, Frank O'Hara) but also some surprises (Derek Wolcott, Garcia Lorca, Galway Kinnell) and of course a slew of new poets who I'd never heard of.
Brooklyn can incite the worst sort of mawkish nostalgia, but not in this book, which alternates between tough, tender, clear-eyed, and bemused. Although I did get a warm glow when I read the poem above, as "Ninety Five" is my stop on the "Brooklyn Local" (now known as the R train).
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