{"id":7050,"date":"2007-09-19T12:34:58","date_gmt":"2007-09-19T16:34:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=7050"},"modified":"2022-10-13T21:07:59","modified_gmt":"2022-10-14T01:07:59","slug":"i-heart","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=7050","title":{"rendered":"I Heart &#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/newyorkdailyphoto.blogspot.com\">New York Daily Photo<\/a> for interesting posts like <a href=\"http:\/\/newyorkdailyphoto.blogspot.com\/2007\/09\/myers-of-keswick.html\">this one<\/a>: a photo and a small post about <em>Myers of Keswick<\/em>.  New York really is just a conglomeration of small neighborhoods.  Follow his links &#8211; they&#8217;re all really fascinating.<\/p>\n<p>I am not a Brit, but I&#8217;ve shopped in that store.  I love the details he puts in his small posts to go along with each photo.  He gets all this great information I didn&#8217;t know &#8211; and it&#8217;s presented in a lovely open manner, I think.  That site is now a daily stop for me.<\/p>\n<p>Along these same lines, here is the daily poem on <a href=\"http:\/\/writersalmanac.publicradio.org\/\">Garrison Keillor&#8217;s site <\/a>(another daily pitstop for me).  It&#8217;s connected to what that New York Daily Photo site makes me feel like, and also my general feeling these days &#8211; with autumn approaching, and the city sidewalks seeming renewed and crisp, the air moving, the Hudson blue and sharp.  Autumn in New York, now, is understandably connected with melancholy and grief.  But it&#8217;s all part of it.  I feel like a stranger here in the humid stinky sticky filthy summer.  Fall is my season.<\/p>\n<p>Elizabeth Bishop is one of my favorite poets (I posted about her <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=49270\">here<\/a>)  Here&#8217;s her poem below.  Love it.<\/p>\n<p><strong> &#8220;Letter to N.Y.&#8221;<\/strong> <em>by Elizabeth Bishop <\/em><br \/>\n<em>For Louise Crane<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In your next letter I wish you&#8217;d say<br \/>\nwhere you are going and what you are doing;<br \/>\nhow are the plays, and after the plays<br \/>\nwhat other pleasures you&#8217;re pursuing:<\/p>\n<p>taking cabs in the middle of the night,<br \/>\ndriving as if to save your soul<br \/>\nwhere the road goes round and round the park<br \/>\nand the meter glares like a moral owl,<\/p>\n<p>and the trees look so queer and green<br \/>\nstanding alone in big black caves<br \/>\nand suddenly you&#8217;re in a different place<br \/>\nwhere everything seems to happen in waves,<\/p>\n<p>and most of the jokes you just can&#8217;t catch,<br \/>\nlike dirty words rubbed off a slate,<br \/>\nand the songs are loud but somehow dim<br \/>\nand it gets so terribly late,<\/p>\n<p>and coming out of the brownstone house<br \/>\nto the gray sidewalk, the watered street,<br \/>\none side of the buildings rises with the sun<br \/>\nlike a glistening field of wheat.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u0080\u0094Wheat, not oats, dear. I&#8217;m afraid<br \/>\nif it&#8217;s wheat it&#8217;s none of your sowing,<br \/>\nnevertheless I&#8217;d like to know<br \/>\nwhat you are doing and where you are going.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>New York Daily Photo for interesting posts like this one: a photo and a small post about Myers of Keswick. New York really is just a conglomeration of small neighborhoods. Follow his links &#8211; they&#8217;re all really fascinating. 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