Vanity of July


Tonight it pours for the first time in three weeks
In the hot humid heat of July
I watch from second floor window
As Red Bank streets puddle
Girls carrying packages run down narrow alley
Boys stand in a doorway ready to make mad dash
Happy to see rain wash dry streets
For the first time it’s quiet here
I like the sound of rain
And flash of lightening
Empty waterfront streets
I wish it would rain all summer
And stay cool
“Vanity of vanities! All is vanity.” i
I stalked the streets of life, of Manhattan ii
So let me find peace, peace and quiet . . . and a good book
A home meal cooked
And a sweet soul to share this nook
As I turn my back on the world
And its meaningless pursuits
And vanities

i Ecclesiastes 1:2
ii Kerouac, Jack. Vanity of Duluoz, (New York: Coward-McCann, Inc., 1968). p. 279.

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GK Stritch


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One response to Vanity of July

  1. Jaclyn Flatley July 16, 2014 at 11:44 am

    Very nice poem. I hope you find peace in Red Bank. It’s a beautiful town with a lot to offer.
    Continue networking and hopefully soon someone will recognize your talents.

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