Let the aroma of need waft across the river to New Jersey: all the snow and hills, a sky that moves and moves. I saw a rose in the clouds, I saw happiness on fire.
Continuing his support of New York's rich literary tradition, Governor Cuomo appointed Marie Howe as the state poet laureate on August 29, 2012. Throughout her two-year two year term, the poet laureate promotes and encourages poetry writing throughout New York by giving public readings and talks within the state.
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In that lit window in Bushwick halfway through the hardest winter I cut plexiglass on a table saw, coaxing the chalked taped pane into the absence of the blade, working to such fine tolerance the kerf abolished the soft-lead line. I felt your eyes play over me but did not turn—dead people were not allowed in
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into trendier hands. She lived, impervious to trends, behind a potted hedge of rubber trees, with three cats, a canary--refuse from whose cage kept sifting down and then germinating, a yearning