Tag Archives: New York

Present Musings

Houses of a Crystal Muse, featuring the poetry of John Biscello and Antoinette Nora Claypoole, and images by Issa De Nicola and Anthony Distefano, is now available in two editions: black and white and full color, with alternate covers. Purchase here. … Continue reading

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Author in New York

The complete collection of City Beat: Author in New York, a street photography series shot by Anthony Distefano can be viewed here. To see more of Anthony’s work, visit his Instagram page.

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City Beat

“For the perfect flaneur, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the multitude, amid the ebb and flow. To be away from home, yet to feel oneself everywhere at home, to see the world, … Continue reading

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Anya and the Dark

Remember when we were kids and we’d sometimes have sleepovers and listen to the dark together? That’s what you called it, Anya, listening to the dark. Sometimes we’d pretend to be camping. We’d set up a tent and eat candy … Continue reading

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The Fountain

Washington Square Park. From Anthony Distefano’s “city scene” series.  

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New York Noir

Two more from Anthony Distefano’s “street scene” series.  

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New York, I Love You

Recent series of city-haunted photos by street photographer, Anthony Distefano.  

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The Walk

The vagaries of a portent, perhaps a reckoning– no, he wasn’t brave, but he was with angel, or some kind of numinous equivalent. A quest started way back when was about to take a turn one way or another. His … Continue reading

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Shadowlands

There was only so many chances one could be given. It was the law of averages, gambler’s physics, something. The woman he had left behind was the same as the one waiting inside. Dresses were funny that way. He wondered … Continue reading

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Lure

He had traveled many crooked side-streets and shadow-scripted back-alleys to arrive at this point. The white-hot lure and bait of the angel, who had played hard to get, beckoned, with an ineffable wink.

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