Pad 30: The Red

The Red.

What I see is red. 

But why do you wear


For blood perhaps.

But then which blood?

That which you don’t

Want to see,  menstrual?

Which means that you’ve


Or that which you do,  


Do you really

Want that child though, 

Who is not yours

Though you gave birth to

Her? Him?

And what if she’s a she?

What of this world you’ve

Birthed her into?

Where will she fit?

How will she be used?

And if a he? 

What,  how will he

Grow up to be?

An oppressor? A user? A savior? 

But not an equal.

Not in this world. 
And in our world?

What then?

(PAD 30 prompt: The _____. Fill in the blank, make that your title,  and go.  I wrote this poem in response to seeing an art installation on The Handmaid’s Tale. )


Urban Bounty

9/11 Memorial, side view

9/11 Memorial, side view

A few weeks ago, I blogged on nature’s bounty; now I want to focus on man made beauties, urban bounty.

Earlier this summer, a friend from Ohio came to visit, and I played tour guide and host for three days. It was great fun, not only seeing her and meeting her daughter, but also seeing my hometown through fresh eyes. I also went places that I don’t normally go in order to show them some of the city’s gems. We roamed all over from The Cloisters all the way uptown to Chinatown downtown to Central Park, Times Square, Broadway, The Metropolitan Museum of Art. (Did I mention that my hometown is NYC?) We saw man made treasures from antiquity to today, from statues to armour to tapestries to landscaped lawns to musical theatre.  One thing is for certain, creativity has always been and must always be a part of our lives and museums collect and preserve these traditions for all of us, and having guests helped me to break out of my routine of always taking the same route and going to the same places.

This past weekend my husband and I vacationed in our own city. Have you ever done that, become a tourist in your own town? It too helps you appreciate where you live. We first visited the National 9/11 Museum and Memorial, a beautiful testament to a dark day. What we saw reminded us of the devastation, but also of the beauty of the original architecture of the towers and the community that arose from those ashes. And as New Yorkers, and indeed the country, came together to sift through the rubble, many recognized the need to create anew from these very materials. We can never recreate the lives that were lost, but we can honor them through their photographs and their stories. It will never be enough to overcome the loss, but it is what we can do. From the first days of recovery, rescue workers and volunteers instinctively knew that they must create from the debris and build something different, something memorializing from what was destroyed. All of this is in evidence at the museum as well.

From the subterranean museum, we felt the need to walk in the light and rise above the city, so we walked the High Line, a rail to trail project that turned an unused elevated railroad into a park suspended over the streets of Manhattan. Here humanity took an outdated utilitarian railway and created a space for city dwellers to walk above the traffic, to sit and enjoy the sunshine, to appreciate swaths of flowers and greenery, and, for a limited time, to build a Lego city (  Here we viewed the ingenuity of man in so many different forms.

Yet New York has so much more to offer. St. Patrick’s Cathedral is a Neo-Gothic masterpiece that is still in use. We attended Mass, thereby experiencing the building as it is meant to be used, and we also walked reverently around the inner circumference viewing all the chapels. It is an amazing building created in the mid-1800’s with such intricacy and attention to detail. The stained glass windows, the statues, the mosaics, the statues, and indeed the building itself awe even a non-believer with their beauty. Architecture has long been a way for humanity to express its then vision of beauty. From the ultra-modern “Freedom Tower” to the Neo-Gothic St. Pat’s to colonial architecture downtown, New York certainly has it.

So far this summer, for me, has been the summer of the city, and it looks like that will continue as the month continues. I already have one more play date set up, and hopefully another in the works. (No, that is not a reference to getting kids together; in this case, I mean a date to go to the theatre!) I am going next weekend to the NY Botanical Gardens, a cultural institution that has been around since 1891 that I have not yet visited. There is a Frida Kahlo show currently on view. The painter in me looks forward to learning more about her.

How about you? What does your city offer? What place, museum, cultural institution have you not visited lately? Be a tourist in your own city. Enjoy what it has to offer and let it inspire you to add your voice, whatever the medium, to the song of your city. Revel in the urban bounty.

The Freedom Tower

The Freedom Tower

Believe it or not, this is a subway station!

Believe it or not, this is a subway station!

Gorgeous Ironwork

Gorgeous Ironwork

St. Patrick's Cathedral

St. Patrick’s Cathedral

St. Pat's detail

St. Pat’s detail

St. Pat's Door

St. Pat’s Door



Patriotic beauty

Patriotic beauty