Stones

by Fred Shinagel

He wasn’t a swinger of  birches.
He was a kicker of stones.
Down the earthen path.
Down the broken street.
 
Impulse
Movement
Impact
 
Control
Contact
Satisfaction
 
Boys know the rooted feeling.
Men remember as well.
 
So different from skipping them on a still pond.
 

Fred Shinagel: Retired from Wall Street, a neighbor of The New School for 49 years, a graduate of the Cooper Union and MIT, has again found expression via the right side of his brain with charcoal, pencil and poetry.