Bus Stop

Christopher St & 7th Ave South. West Village. NYC

“One belongs to New York instantly, one belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years”  ~ Thomas Wolfe

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Mannahata! - II

Poetry of Mannahata!

The name Manhattan derives from the word Manna-hata, as written in the 1609 logbook of Robert Juet, an officer on Henry Hudson's yacht Halve Maen (Half Moon). A 1610 map depicts the name as Manna-hata, twice, on both the west and east sides of the Mauritius River (later named the Hudson River). The word "Manhattan" has been translated as "island of many hills" from the Lenape language.

Enjoy Your Sunday!

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Mannahata! - I

The summer air, the bright sun shining, and the sailing clouds aloft...

From: Mannahatta ~Walt Whitman

THE CURRENT CHALLENGE

Fri Jul 06, 2012

This week's challenge:
'Sports'.

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Il Caffè Florian

Il Caffè Florian. Venezia 1720

Opened in 1720 in Piazza San Marco in Venice, Caffè Florian is Italy’s oldest Café. While seated in one of the café’s frescoed rooms or outside listening to the orchestra in the Piazza, one can enjoy impeccable service and products of the finest quality.

Famous for its rich history as a crossroads of art, culture,

politics and entertainment, today the Florian is also known for its elegant trademark products: coffee, teas, chocolates, cookies, porcelains, and design objects. The Florian Gourmet, Lifestyle, and Design collections are available for sale at exclusive trademark boutiques and online at  www.caffeflorian.com.

THE CURRENT CHALLENGE

Fri Jun 22, 2012

This week's challenge:
'Words'.

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Time Passed

Pushkin Gardens

A Magic Moment I Remember

~ Pushkin

A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.

I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.

Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.

In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above

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