“To Ed Koch” (and certain other New Yorkers)
To Ed Koch, My New Yorker Aunt and Plenty of Others
There was a certain old-timey New Yorker who wasn’t shy
of picking up a discard on the curb (hopefully, before
the dogs took aim)–maybe a chair, a table, even a whole city–
(what’s it to you, buddy?) –hoisting it
in their arms, cleaning, polishing, making it
something anyone could be proud of, love–
A belated 55 to Ed Koch, who like my Aunt, and many long-term New Yorkers, knew how to take something at a low and make it wonderfully special. They furnished their rent-controlled apartments, and even their lives, and others’ lives with such things – making the discarded (or bankrupt) function! Please tell it to the G-Man.
I didn’t always agree with Ed Koch, but could not help truly liking him and being very grateful for the energy and devotion and unapologetic chutzpah he gave to NYC.Explore posts in the same categories: New York City, poetry, Uncategorized comment below, or link to this permanent URL from your own site.