October 20, 2008 archive

Muse in the Morning

A Transition through Poetry XXXII

Art Link Islands in the Storm In Passing Every year or so I stop for a moment grieve about the people I met and befriended as much as I knew how My existence has flicked from thought to precious thought from spacetime to spacetime those friends have become painful fond memories My life journey required that I had to move on though I could have settled for the bittersweetness and shared more time with them –Robyn Elaine Serven –December 19, 2006

I was in my 20s (yeah, I’m old).  The Reagan era was a time of rampant homelessness, as the city had not fully recovered from its 1970s bankruptcy…and then, to save money, mentally ill people were being turned out onto the streets; there were not enough beds in homeless shelters and the shelters themselves were unsafe….

These problems got shoved aside during the gentrification years after Rudy Ghouliani took office.

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