Zach Baran // PoetryNew York City Creation MythIt is New York Sunday morning and the pigeons are mating display dancing by the ambulances them a metal and hammer job but softly filled by…Apr 14Apr 14
Zach Baran // PoetryHudson Valley In ChristmasI learned that Henry Hudson, stark and mean As the black oak meeting its hundreth winter, Gripped the bough of history with its autograph…Dec 26, 2023Dec 26, 2023
Zach Baran // PoetryWithin TimeIt’s hard to be here in the swirling swirling go go go go within time. Of time. Attention is alive, and always a foreigner, alive with…Dec 14, 2023Dec 14, 2023
Zach Baran // PoetryCloistered Summer SongIt is not a mere temporary frustration hiding in the wet box waiting patiently until you let me out again. Silent lamb I am still like…Sep 17, 2017Sep 17, 2017
Zach Baran // PoetryFinancials Markets Are ConfusingI think the leitmotif of the current financial market environment can best be summed up as follows: “this makes no sense.” The basic…Sep 2, 2017Sep 2, 2017
