It’s a beautiful day outside, crisp as an apple. Here’s a little poetry to end the week on. It’s by a guy named David Tucker, who is an editor at the Newark Star Ledger. His latest volume is called Late for Work, and it’s a really fine collection of writing and reflecting on the business and soul of the newsroom. Enjoy. And in our own more, condensed version of poetry, I will announce the winner of the pumpkin headline contest bright and early on Monday. Have a good one.
Today’s News
A slow news day, but I did like the obit about the butcher
who kept the same store for 50 years. People remembered
when his street was sweetly roaring, aproned
with flower stalls and fish stands.
The stock market wandered, spooked by presidential winks,
by micro-winds and the shadows of earnings. News was stationed
around the horizon, ready as summer clouds to thunder--
but it moved off and we covered the committee meeting
at the back of the state house, sat around on our desks
then went home early. The birds were still singing,
the sun just going down. Working these long hours
you forget how beautiful the early evening can be,
the big houses like ships turning into the night,
their rooms piled high with silence
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