December 17, 2008
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Noirishment.
The reason I love to arrive in to Manhattan at the crack of dawn: The atmosphere.
My bus wheezes into the terminal at 6:35. I shamble down Eighth Avenue. The cityscape is cold, muted and shadowy; busy deli-workers in hazy windows, bemused street sweepers, and two or three late-night revelers who've lost track of time and direction.Further along I pass porn stores, two cops sharing a secret, sleepy working men ablaze in union insignia, a ghost-sign on a brick building reading Hotel Irvin Rooms from $2.50, homeless men huddled under blankets and cardboard and yesterday's Wall Street Journal. A young man with a mohawk haircut pulls an alto sax out of a bag and carefully places a plaid hat on the icy sidewalk. Taxi-drivers sit listlessly amidst blue fumes pondering The Meaning.
It's a real life film noir in progress.
I'm careful not to disturb it.
I move quickly into my building and hit number twelve.----Ed Kaz
Comments (24)
That sounds like a wonderfully nice morning. Not as nice as my mornings... since I don't have to see the porn shops... and people are rarely up when I am... but still... an interesting start and so well described.
Have a great rest of your day Ed!
Ahh the sights and sounds of city life...nice.
This is beautiful...reading this, I felt like I was really there.
Wow! All I saw was snow! I need to open my eyes more.
Hmmm. I think I'll just hang around here in Kentucky. For as long as they let me, anyway.
wait....what kind of room do you get for 2.50?!?!?
@TheGreenPanther - Hotel Irvin was a hotel for women back in the forties. It was the sort of place you'd live in when you just arrive in the city ready to chase your dream.
@angi1972 - Don't let Ang fool you ,we went into every porn shop on the strip!
You have to have asphalt in your veins to love that seen.
so darn poetic. now, I am longing for the streets of NY. sigh. even with the tolls....
Not my thing, Mr. Kaz...You and I could be like Green Acres. You being Eva Gabor, ofcourse.
@jillcarmel - Did you seen what scene I seen?
@TarotBabe - Too bad. Because the city would feed your art, Oliver.
Wish I was there. But not at 6 in the freaking morning. Can't you hold the tableau 'til 9?
When I pass advertisements for porn shops I know I am home. Cities are oddly comforting like that.
You have no idea how many people over the years have said to me, "Cheryl Lynn, what are doing in a small town like this? Get to New York...You need to be in New York". I visited New York a few times and I did not like it, really. I could not imagine myself wondering around there. Seriously, what's the point? I am a great believer that if I was meant to be in New York, the Universe would present solid opportunities for me to be in New York. I do not feel that is where I belong with my art or talents. I am open to opportunities, ofcourse. I would not mind doing a few high $$ end gigs in NYC from time to time. If the opportunity presents itself, I would take it on the short term. I just can not see myself pounding the sidewalk, looking for work. Yikes! I'll be the giant frog in this little pond. No tiny minnow in that sea called New York for me. And here's the kicker, Ed...Out of all that I do and the many talents I have been blessed with (I know that sounds snotty, sorry), I would like to go to NYC with my Spiritual stuff. Reaching out to millions on TV and Radio. My "true" dream has always been to be like a Sylvia Browne Jr. in this world. Spiritual teacher/Spiritual guidance. Doing readings for people. Writing books that inspire people. Being a great light in this world and reaching millions. But, through my spiritual work and talents, not the show biz stuff. This is totally true.
@Ed_Kaz - oh, crap I mispelled scene. but it sounds good-"Have you seen what I seen? a star a star.......once I saw a XXX sign and almost stopped cause hubby wears 3x clothes.
I had little option but to arrive in the afternoon- but even still, there was a pulse. I proceed to add my footfalls to that pulse and also my own color for my amusing (I didn't have a clue how stupid I looked) need of sitting in a folding camp chair outside the port authority. clever truths Ed-Doah Recommends well.
@buddly47 - you sure you aren't in the UK?
once I had a bill to the UK on my phone bill and I told the lady I don't know anyone at the Univercity of Kentucky and she told me it was United Kingdom
@jillcarmel - I used to be sure, but now I'm going to have to check and make sure I'm not in Kansas anymore! Has anyone seen Toto?
@TarotBabe - I'm the King of New York. Anything you need, you come to me.
Pure poetry!
This entry is cool, Edmund--kind of like a prose poem. I think you should take the words "blue fumes pondering The Meaning" and write one of those heavy handed poems of yours.
@SaadiaOnline - ha ha ha! I'll definitely construct one of my famous heavy handed poems from that. I might even include "hackneyed" in the mix.
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