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Anita Pulier

One Poet Too Many


In the dank underground passage
between the L train and the 3
New Yorkers race East and West.


tattered hand lettered signs
taped to cinderblock walls announce:


I write poems.
I am a NY Times published poet.
I will write a poem to order.


Crumpled on the ground is the poet,
a fortress of ragged clothes
surround him as he sleeps.


Oblivious commuters rush by,
not one wakes him to order a poem.


Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!


The rush hour hordes
move in waves like schools of fish.


In the dim tunnel light,
to a wounded poet,
we may actually seem connected.



Zen Curb Appeal


Three rangy city pigeons
are bathing in murky water
pooled at the curb
next to a man reclining
on a discarded sofa.


He has removed his shoes,
lined them up neatly
on the cracked pavement,
reads a romance novel
with a worn ragged cover.


He is still and centered,
as though lying
in a grassy field
by an idyllic lake.


The filthy puddle,
the splashing birds,
the stinking summer garbage,
the blaring sirens
do not disturb him.


A lifelong expert on impermanence,
he knows that each of these intrusions
will disappear
well before
the final embrace.



Anita S. Pulier is a graduate of New York University and New York Law School. After many years of practicing law in New York and New Jersey, Anita served as a U. S. representative for the Women's International League for Peace and Freedom at the United Nations.

Her poems have appeared in online and print journals. Her chapbook Perfect Diet was published in 2011 by Finishing Line Press.