John Godfrey was born in New York in 1945. He has worked and written in New York's east village for more than three decades. Godfrey's recent books include Private Lemonade (Adventures in Poetry, 2003) and Push the Mule (The Figures, 2001). A graduate of Princeton University and Columbia University's School of Nursing, Godfrey works as a nurse clinician to AIDS patients in New York City. City of Corners is his ninth collection.
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“I simmer in the half-light of a stoop, raising beers under a pompadour on the first brisk night, pressure more potent than any barometer can read. To see your hand to the tramp of feet is a way to measure strangers. To feel your hair on my finger accidentally is common sense, a way of leading you to me as the watch moves. We return to our bed through the bakery smells of daybreak, sky palling, empty of jets. The schedule is suspended, then resumes like gray dead hands in the east, and I want you never to die.”