Ah, Poetic Injustice! Seeking a Laureate, Queens Goes Blank
Hal Sirowitz is one of those rare New York writers who is willing — eager, in fact — to identify himself with the borough of Queens. A tall man with a shambling gait, scraggly beard and thick glasses, he has made a career of turning outer-borough alienation into deadpan humor.
But lately Mr. Sirowitz has been growing nervous. He finished his term as the official poet laureate of Queens in December, and ever since, a committee of Queens librarians and professors has been struggling to find his replacement. The winner must be someone who has lived in Queens for at least five years and has written, in English, "poetry inspired by the borough."
The committee has not found anyone.
Maybe you live in Queens and could use another line for you CV?
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