Give my regards to Broadway

New York City
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Margaret Pangert
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"Manhattan has been compelled to expand skyward because of the absence of any other direction in which to grow. This, more than any other thing, is responsible for its physical majesty." ~by E.B. White

"Empire State Building" I am an American boy, standing up to the world. I sleep the city sleeps. We dreamthe riveter's dream, held island-fast.I wake to taxi alarms.I am a 102-stop elevator ride to heaven. . .

. . . I am ten million bricks of unshakable faith.
I capture imagination at its peak.
I hugged King Kong, he hugged me back.
I look down on Broadway for a work of art,
the Fulton Fish Market for a slice of life,
United Nations Headquarters for a little peace. . .

. . . It's lonely up here without my twin brothers,the World Trade Center Towers.Wait here on my doorstep, Central Park,while I look over Harlem.I am an American boy, face to face with the world."~by J. Patrick Lewis

In a Square of Times Square"Evidence suggests a clock and its fast handis the most fitting tribute for continuity. Times Square (light-lit night) . . .

. . is the backdrop for our story, just as Edenas an orchard is one narrativebeginning. In that one, the snakeas a tempter announces time's end. . .

. . . The Square sits in a city that is less a setidea and more a disdain for sameness. Times Square was always changing. Of course truth was always one side . . .

. . . of certainty. She stops and looks up and seesthe scenic depiction of a drama-charged lifeon the Times Square billboard above,where an actress is asking a moment, . . .

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" . . . while I walk on the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village, down Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues . . . "~by Allen Ginsberg from Kaddish (I)

Καθώς περπατούσα στο ηλιόλουστο πεζοδρόμιο του Greenwich Village, στο κάτω Μανχάταν, ένα μεσημέρι του χειμώνα, και μιλώντας όλο το βράδυ, μιλώντας, διαβάζοντας το βιβλίο ‘Kaddish’ δυνατά, ακούγοντας μουσική μπλουζ του Ρέι Τσαρλς. . . "~ από τον Allen Ginsberg από Kaddish (I) "

"The city, for the first time in its long history, is destructible. It used to be that the Statue of Liberty was the signpost that proclaimed New York and translated it for all the world. Today Liberty shares the role with Death".
~by E.B. White

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"Η πόλη, για πρώτη φορά στην πολύχρονη ιστορία της, φαίνεται να έχει φθαρεί. Κάποτε το Άγαλμα της Ελευθερίας στην είσοδο του λιμανιού, ήταν η σημάδι που διακήρυττε την πόλη της Νέας Υόρκης και την Ελευθερία κι αυτό ερμηνευόταν από όλο τον κόσμο. Σήμερα το Άγαλμα της Ελευθερίας αντιπροσωπεύει το ρόλο του θανάτου".~ από E.B. White