Let Me Please Look Into My Window Gerald Stern Let me please look into my window on 103rd Street one more time— without crying, without tearing the satin, without touching the white face, without straightening the tie or crumpling the flower. Let me walk up Broadway past Zak's, past the Melody Fruit Store, past Stein's … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 9/20/2015 – my window on 103rd Street