Last View of the Towers


A view from Jersey City, N.J., of the Manhattan skyline with the twin towers in March 2000.

Last View of the Towers

On Dec 24, 1999 I was at the easternmost edge of Jersey City. Stars shined over Manhattan and I realized that in all my years, there was never a clearer New York City sky. Crisp, cold and magical, how was I to know it would be the last time I’d see the World Trade Center?

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Written for:

Jingle Poetry
Short Story Slam Week 20: Love In Creativity Project, All Is Welcome!

The challenge was to write a short story or a poem in exactly 55 words.

Image Credit to Boston Globe

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About zongrik

For those of you who do not know the handle "zongrik," that would be Bat-Ami Gordin. Most people call me "Tammy." Bat-Ami means "daughter of my nation" in Hebrew. It's a heavy name to carry around. I answer to either name. I also answer to "mama." Some Basic Things about me: Animal lover, mom, poet/writer, dramatic soprano, photographer, teacher/tutor, CERT/Technician and, oh yeah, aerospace engineer. I consider myself "The Astro-Poet." To learn more about the origins of the word "zongrik" see whats-a-zongrik?

Posted on March 10, 2012, in http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.com/, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Thank you for sharing. It brought chills as I remembered the view of NYC on the Today Show 9/11/2001 as I left the house for work in Bangor..I thought “what a lovely clear blue sky…not a cloud in the sky.” Not much later…sigh..
    It shows we can never know one moment, one day or year to the next what will be as we store our memories in our hearts and souls.
    Peace,
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

  2. Yes, I saw the second plane hit from the street. My daughter was four blocks from the Towers. It was not something that can be forgotten. K.

    • Wow. I’m sorry for you. My son saw them smolder from Queens and that was traumatic for him. I can imagine that the closer you were, the more traumatic it was.

      • Yes. I ran down there to retrieve my daughter. It was very shocking. We lived not that far away, within walking distance. The good thing was that we worked at the closest hospital for the next few days. (Of course, there were not really any survivors, but it was wonderful to be working.)

  3. Very sad. I have my Tower memories as well. Who ever knows it is the last of anything? I guess we just have to appreciate every day, every sight, as we never know.

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