It’s Not the ’60s Anymore, a poem … and your next Wednesday Writing Prompt

Sixties montage.

“I was lucky to live in New York when it was dangerous and edgy and cheap enough to play host to young, penniless artists. That was the era of “coffee shops” as they were defined in New York—cheap restaurants open round the clock where you could eat for less than it would cost to cook at home. That was the era of ripped jeans and dirty T-shirts, when the kind of people who are impressed by material signs of success were not the people you wanted to know.” Edmund White, City Boy: My Life in New York in the 1960s and ’70s

Dear Zorch,


No ~

it’s not the sixties anymore. It is a decade of upheaval

and people inflamed and lands laid bare.

Sea levels are rising and the

99% walk desiccated paths.


Once, you jockeyed in suits and ties

while I sat pregnant with poems,

just seventeen

the most unhappening girl in New York,

that most happening town.


We never did walk The Village streets for sips

of espresso in eccentric cafés, places

where Gibran Khalil Gibran might have lounged.

So okay, that was my dream. Yours was

Wall Street and manicured lawns in Westbury.


These days

there are strangers living in the old home place.

Our favorite stores are shuttered.

Our hip fashions are vintage.

Our parents have gone the way of all souls.

They never did hear

their truth over the cacophony of rote prayer.

You were happy to embrace high finance in place of Mystery.

Now though,

the future grows short


word is …

you’ve taken Pascal’s Wager.



we sang “make love not war,”


the power mongering persists, just a habit I imagine,

as another generation marches into conflicts

under leadership

ignorant and vain, immoral and vulgar.

Tell me, did we get what we deserve?


I guess everything’s changed and nothing has.

No matter after all, fifty years of goodbyes.

The last goodbye now pending.


Yours truly,

Bright Eyes


© 2019, Jamie Dedes


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