New Yawk pastiche gestalt collage

Moises Josiah playing "How Great Thou Art" on a musical saw at Grand Central Terminal, don't say Station unless you mean the post office

The woman sitting against a window on 44th near the Algonquin cursing, presumably, into her cellphone in Arabic or Syriac or Angerac

The square-jawed British woman at the Algonquin with a high-wattage smile choosing to forgo the shot of $90 single-malt scotch whiskey, overheard while I sipped my tea

The nighttime reflection across Bryant Park of the Chrysler Building in a Times Square glass and steel tower

Pedestrians strolling and tourists sitting in neon digitally bathed Broadway, not a haiku in sight

Endless pansies and infinite white tulips and purple tulips and white azaleas in the Central Park Conservatory Garden

Three or four people on a Fifth Avenue bench by the wall at Central Park intently huddling, hovering, praying