Monday, February 25, 2013

a eulogy for our friend ruth

Ruth, Bob, and me on Ruth's 
warehouse rooftop in Williamsburg. Circa 1990.
That's the Empire State Building peeking up
over Ruth's shoulder on the left.
I had the honor of offering reflections at the memorial service for our dear friend Ruth Van Erp a year ago today. I first read the following reflections from Bob (who to our surprise had known Ruth longer than anyone else in the room other than her family) and then followed them with a poem I'd composed over the three days since we'd received the news of Ruth's death.

The day I first met Bob at NYU 23 years ago, he was excited for me to meet his friend Ruth. He spoke of her like they had known each other forever, a year or two already. Turned out it had only been a week. But the first day they met they had spent seven hours together talking and had became instant friends.

Here are some of Bob's memories of Ruth:

Saturday, February 2, 2013

groundhog day




The sun lurks past coldly,
an estranged friend
sneaking by
on the opposite sidewalk
avoiding eye contact
behind a turned-up collar of silhouetted buildings.
He hangs in other hemispheres these days.
I must be last season's affair,
if he thinks of me at all.