The Village

Artist: Claudia Schoenfeld Used with Permission

Artist:  Claudia Schoenfeld; Used With Permission

Greenwich Village was once a haven for beatniks, artists and poets.
Bohemians still stroll past cello players on the sidewalk in front of
luxury high rises, old-world townhouses and family-owned businesses.

Tenement style walk-ups and brownstones are interspersed with night clubs.
And you can still feel the rich history from the 1950s Beat generation
and the homosexual revolution that brought about social change.

Macho men of the disco era are long ago vestiges of the village.

Victoria is our host for our second day of celebration for our dVerse Poet’s Pub 5th anniversary with an interview with our beloved co-founder Claudia Schoenfeld.  Click the link to see what our prompt is for today.

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  1. Love this foray into yesterday! I still remember the Village from those times and as it is now.

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  2. Ha. I have visited the village, or the modern version of it…would loved to have seen it back in the day…i do love to listen to street musicians though…they add another texture to the life of the city…and there is a purity there…

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  3. that is very cool – i went to greenwich village when i was in nyc some years back – you brought the place alive!! have to go back one day – i loved the city…

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  4. What a wonderful look into history… I do love how you hid the form with those very long lines making it almost into a prose poem… (I have only visited the Village as a tourist in the early 90:s and remember only some of the stores… still shop in a bag from Balduccis)

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  5. I enjoyed the village – quite an eclectic place!

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  6. we have a city like that… fun read

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  7. Such vivid descriptions in this sevenling. Powerful write Gayle 🙂

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  8. Glenn Buttkus

     /  July 19, 2016

    Buskers always thrill me, like street theater, soapbox preaching–reaching out to strangers, creating an audience from a throng of travelers; so cool.

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  9. I’ve never visited the village, but I did work near Haight-Ashbury years after the beatnik generation moved on. It’s stunning how places like that evolve yet retain vestiges of the past.

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  10. A great image. It reminded me of Patti Smith’s Just Kids.

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  11. A great throwback to our origins. We are Bohemians all! Love this!

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  12. I think I just pass one village but have not really stayed long. I do love how you captured the scenes of the past…and those macho men are part of the culture.

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  13. Really cool! Never been there, and was too young to know of all this at the time, but I think it would have been fun to hang out there.

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  14. Marvelous imagery, Rose! Left me grinning 🙂

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  15. I went there a couple of years ago, and ate at this great pizza joint.

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  16. one could feel the breath of the past, in the lines…and the detailed work on the old world charm is a beauty Gayle…

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  17. As I read this, Gayle, it painted a picture for me from those good ol’ days.
    I loved the village. Hubby and I were always there. He plays his clarinet.
    I sold my handmade jewelry on a tie-dye blanket. The village was energized
    with art and artists. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. Oddly, I saw the title
    and clicked right back to your door. Great writing, as always. 😎

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  18. When we wring our hands about the sorry or confused state of our culture today, all we need to do is go back to nearly any decade in history and read about it. Each era had it’s highs and lows. Putting nostalgia and selective memory loss aside, every generation has its challenges that seem daunting and unsolvable, yet we endure and look back on those same tumultous times with fondness. Strange. Distance and perspective are amazing things!

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  19. I love the thought that I’m Bohemian. How cool is that!

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