By Jane Barnes
I’m in love with New York the delis
never close, there’s always take-out
pretty women and men will chat you
up and there are ATMs subway lines
fashion mistakes moccasins and
little black heels there’s this young
couple she met the love of her
life at Delmonico’s while gazing
at the cold cuts in the refrigerator
Jane Barnes has finished a poetry manuscript covering 25 years in 250 poems called “The Inbetween: Poems 1982-2007.” A short story of Jane’s, “too big to hug,” is carved on a granite pillar at Copley Square in Back Bay, Boston.