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Night Vision

November 2nd, 2012 · No Comments · Photography

Went out to the 69th Street Wharf here in Sorrentinostan, a.k.a. Bay Ridge, Brooklyn with Nicole last night to have a look at Manhattan from down here. The first snapshot (basic iPhone stuff)  shows WTC1 lit from half way up & the surrounding dark of lower Manhattan (the big lights on the right are the […]

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Robert Kelly on Brooklyn (4 & final)

December 29th, 2009 · 1 Comment · Brooklyn, Memoir

CITY AS PILGRIMAGE (continued…) Even before the monastery, I happened on what struck me as peculiar, in this very ordinary neighborhood of dry cleaners and groceries and funeral parlors – an actual bookstore.  The kind that sold used books.  My treasures.  The fact that most of the books were in German makes it clear now […]

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Robert Kelly on Brooklyn (3)

December 27th, 2009 · 6 Comments · Cities, Intellectuals, Memoir, New York

CITY AS PILGRIMAGE (continued…) After the movies,  a hot potato knish, square as a stiff cushion, peppery, greasy fingers you could lick after the main dish, a delicate aftertaste.  A good cure for memories.  A good banishment of sentimentality.  Lick the salt, lick the skin.  And then go left again, down to the end of […]

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Robert Kelly on Brooklyn (2)

December 25th, 2009 · No Comments · Cities, Literature, Memoir, New York

CITY AS PILGRIMAGE (continued…) East:  Sunrise, the highway to the book I would set out, down the four steps cement steps of Mrs. Shevlin’s house where we rented our apartment, cross the little cement patio, turn left. Pass the stoop where Loretta sometimes stood, the Polish girl next door, innocent slinky and pretty and sad […]

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Robert Kelly on Brooklyn (1)

December 24th, 2009 · No Comments · Brooklyn, Cities, Literature, Memoir, New York

CITY AS PILGRIMAGE by Robert Kelly You don’t live in a city. You live across it.  Or athwart it, or through it.  You live through a city, and the routes of your travel are mapped by your own compulsions, infatuations, dreads.  Your sense of identity,  your sense of the task that lies before you, your […]

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Serializing Robert Kelly on Brooklyn

December 23rd, 2009 · No Comments · Uncategorized

It is just five months now that I call Brooklyn home, though given the nomadicity of teaching at Albany & traveling nearly weekly elsewhere for readings or conferences, I’ve barely had the time to savor living in Yellow Hook, aka Bay Ridge — except of course for the long walks along the Narrows from the […]

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