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Central Park Saves the Day, Again
by Christine Shaffer 06/14/2020Neighborhood: Central Park
I’ve been spending some jobless time in Central Park during the pandemic with other New Yorkers, where we are, seemingly, at times–aimless–roaming the park’s eight hundred and forty-three acres. What are we doing here, I often want to blurt out. We should be in our offices, attending boring meetings, typing away at our computers, picking […]
The Turtle Pond
by Su Young Lee 04/16/2017Neighborhood: Central Park, Manhattan
Sitting in the sunset in the middle of Central Park, the unfamiliar boy and I huddled together in the growing chill of late October, using the excuse of needing bodily warmth to search for some other, more abstract warmth of feeling. We had spent the whole day exploring the Met Museum, and afterwards walked around […]
Performance, Anxiety
by Jenny Tufts 06/01/2014Neighborhood: Central Park
The rare April sun has sucked hundreds of New Yorkers from their homes and offices, spilling them across Sheep’s Meadow in various states of undress. At the north end of the field next to the fence and a small grove of spindly trees sits an observer. Her hair is a dusty sunset of pink and […]
Pimping Trixie
by Nancy Stiefel 02/02/2014Neighborhood: Upper West Side
I won’t go into how our two-year old standard poodle got Lyme disease and died horribly, triggering a deep depression in my then 14 year old son, Jake. Lulu was smart and devilish and silly. She chewed a carved leg of our 120 year old Steinway, the molding on the walls, and anything she could […]
The Liquor Store Bag In The Tree
by Sam DeFazio 07/26/2012Neighborhood: Upper West Side
It’s been there for almost three years now. I first noticed it on a bleak January morning as the lifeless branches of the tree across the street from my front window swayed in a wintry wind. At first I thought it was a large bird. After all, raptors had been spotted down the block in […]
A Special Hidden Place
by Elizabeth S Titus 06/21/2012Neighborhood: Central Park, Midtown
“Henry, why must you be such a baby?” I say to Mr. Henry Longfellow, my piebald dachshund, as I carry him in my arms across Central Park West on our way into the Park next to Tavern on the Green. I am not young or especially strong. Carrying an overweight dachshund is not easy. Henry […]