This is the street where they still make coffins:
the little workshops, side by side.
I pass them with my daughter on our walk to the river.
Are we seeking the bridge itself,
or the famous, much-reported view?
A few planks and nails lie around
and each of the entrances seems to darken.
Far back, out of sight, someone is whistling.
Yes, I suppose we do walk a little faster.
There is a faint noise of hammering, too.
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Got me thinking about New York. Here are some of my sketches from 2007
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