i get a month long pass. because new york city is all about movement. which is why the rising subway fares are a crime. gotham, as new york city is affectionately called, starts with the word go. go to the back of my new york city metro card and you’ll see this poem by chuang tzu (369-286 BC):
“the fish trap exists because of the fish. once you’ve gotten the fish, you can forget the trap. the rabbit snare exists because of the rabbit. once you’ve gotten the rabbit, you can forget the snare. words exist because of meaning. once you’ve gotten the meaning, you can forget the words. where can i find a man who has forgotten the words so I can talk with him.”
the poet chuang tzu talks here about meaning, about how words are like dream catchers that hang above beds, underneath we both spread, words are like traps to catch the real prize at hand: meaning. tzu’s on a search for some folks he can vibe with. he’s sick of small talk. and this was thousands of years ago.
the nyc subway poetry series is called, “train of thought.” sometimes on my way to feed or be fed off the banquet that is new york city, i catch a poem that makes me think. and that means a lot when you’re on the go in gotham.