Circus of the Soul
remember that
day we met at a
diner in Jersey after
decades and we
both recited Ferlinghetti
by heart…I began…then you
echoed in perfect sync
“Johnny Nolan has a patch on his
ass kids chase him through screen door
summers…”
remember
when I carried that
book around with me “A
Coney Island Of the Mind
Mind” everyday
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Such sweet reminiscence. A good place to start my poetry day.
What a great snippet. Ferlinghetti doesn’t come up enough!
Quite a visual 😏