Flower Field, Brooklyn Bridge Park

1.

rambling brings me to your profuse
yellow yellow yellow     &
violet green white &
honey bees, butterflies birds
         mid-August first time here
I find myself
home

2.

late-October levelling you
toward dormancy       worker bees foraging
purple asters
    prairie dock       goldenrod
tangled stems & leaves      leaching
while close by
seagulls mew

Note: Brooklyn Bridge Park was created from six piers that at various times in its history were part of bustling commerce, an entry point for immigrants, a transportation terminal and then fell into misuse until the Park was created starting in 2010.

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Karen Neuberg’s poetry has appeared in Canary, Nixes Mate, Unbroken, Verse Daily, Willows Wept Review, and elsewhere. She is the author of the full-length poetry collection, Pursuit (Kelsay Press) and three chapbooks including the elephants are asking. She lives in Brooklyn, NY,  holds an MFA from The New School, and is associate editor of the online poetry journal First Literary Review-East.