New York is a Summer Festival?

The old advertising mantra was that New York Is a Summer Festival. I just returned from two days in New York and wonder whether it is a festival, a happening, an orgy, a magnet….well, you fill in the blank.

I saw a concert in Washington Square, the Noguchi museum on Long Island City, and an outrageously humorous play, ONE MAN TWO GUVNORS.  I also saw thousands of clawing, hot , and unhappy people in search of finding the real New York.  They dropped money and sweat and even a few insightful comments.  They were on a quest.

I lived in Manhattan for four years after highschool.  I took New York for granted.  It was my backyard during that time.  If you had asked me then where one could find the REAL New York, I might have said it was when the lights come on over Broadway.  Now that I am far older and wiser I can’t imagine New York as a reality .  It is a goal, a dream, a moment.  It is Lady liberty with her ever-raised torch or the steamy musician singing by the subway entrace.  It is a tabula rosa. I no longer want to “wake up in a city that never sleeps.”  But I like the possibility of changing my mind constantly about this world.








About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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