On January 1, 9:30 A.M. a year ago,
I looked out at the harbor.
The dock cranes, water, ships, and skyscrapers all motionless.
A year ago I looked out
from this promenade
wondering
what I'd be doing in exactly
one year.

Richard Fein

If you've any comments on this poem, Richard Fein would be pleased to hear from you.

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