odd day

I'm told that people who start blogs often don't make it past the second day. So here I am on day three.

A strange one, reading lots of student writing on nyc, responses to Grand Central and crossing the Brooklyn Bridge, some very good.

Watched the football Giants win, which is what's left for a New York fan in this moment.

A quick open to the 75-2005 Creeley randomly finds these lines:

The stars stay up there where they first were.
We have changed but they seem as ever.

Sometimes I don't think I've changed enough. Sometimes I'm glad of it.