It’s Not the “60s Anymore
Our favorite stores are shuttered. / Our hip fashions are vintage.
“I was lucky to live in New York when it was dangerous and edgy and cheap enough to play host to young, penniless artists. That was the era of “coffee shops” as they were defined in New York — cheap restaurants open round the clock where you could eat for less than it would cost to cook at home. That was the era of ripped jeans and dirty T-shirts, when the kind of people who are impressed by material signs of success were not the people you wanted to know.” Edmund White, City Boy: My Life in New York in the 1960s and ’70s
Dear Zorch,
No ~
It’s not the sixties anymore.
It is a decade of upheaval and
people inflamed and lands laid bare.
Sea levels are rising and refugees are lost.
Once you jockeyed in suits and ties
while I sat pregnant with poems, just seventeen,
the most unhappening girl in New York,
that most happening town.
We never did walk The Village streets for
sips of espresso in eccentric cafés, places