After the break-up, she moved to New York City in a loft and spent her evening hours at Barnes & Nobles reading self-help books on relationships. She would get there by subway or taxi, leaving the Empire State Building behind.
She hoped that somewhere on one of those heavily stacked shelves, there had to be the answer to finding true love and keeping it.
On a particularly hot summer day, she sipped iced coffee in the book store lounge as she flipped through yet another book. She wondered if all this reading was the right approach. Can love be intellectualized into a set of rules? Who follows the rules anyway?
The dating world seemed like a labyrinth to her. It was so easy to get lost in it, and to walk alone through it. Yet, she did not feel lonely. She took another sip and accidentally dropped her paper cup, spilling coffee all over a chapter on flirting.
"Can I get you some napkins?," she heard someone say standing behind her in the book store. She turned around, and there he was, offering her napkins and a smile. She smiled back. And then the lights went out. It was the New York City Blackout of 2003.
Two lost souls
finding each other
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Tonight, I'd like to share with you a haibun, which is a combination of prose and haiku. This is a contemporary haibun as it takes place in an urban setting rather than the more traditional nature haiku form. It is a fictionalized account of a real event back in August 2003 when the lights went out in New York City and the Northeast! I wrote this as a sequel to my fictional prelude poem you can find here at City Streets. I took all the photographs the past few days walking around in New York City. What fun! Enjoy!
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