Author Archives: William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

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About William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

Award-winning poet, playwright, and essayist. Author of three books of poetry, "Black Shadows and Through the White Looking Glass: Remembrance of Things Past and Present"; "Sometimes Blue Knights Wear Black Hats"; "The Black Feminine Mystique," and a novel, "Streets of Rage," written under his pen name Easy Waters. All four books are available on Amazon.com. Waters has over 25 years of experience in the criminal legal system. He is a change agent for a just society and a catalyst for change.

Youth Shackled

Posted on December 28, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

At the Halsey Street train station in Brooklyn, four teenagers are shackled and seated on the hard wooden bench. Two police officers in plainclothes, who do not look like cops, stand near the youth. One is on his walkie-talkie. The … Continue reading →

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What is it with cops and donuts?

Posted on December 4, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

The sun is shining brightly. Sitting in Dunkin Donuts this morning on a high stool, looking out the window where the sun is shining in onto Halsey Street, right off Broadway, in Brooklyn, USA, eating an everything bagel, slightly toasted, … Continue reading →

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There is always a story…

Posted on October 31, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

Just the other day I was walking by the Dunkin Donuts on the corner of Broadway and Halsey in Brooklyn when a man, probably my age plus twenty years of hard living on the streets, limped up to me and … Continue reading →

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Remembering Attica

Posted on September 14, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

Today is the 40th Anniversary of the Attica Rebellion. For far too many, it is an event not remembered, and is overshadowed by 9-11, the 10th Anniversary of 9-11. But when it happened, in September of 1971, the repercussions of … Continue reading →

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Remembering 9-11

Posted on September 12, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

Everyone in New York City has a 9-11 story. Mine begins nearly two months before that fateful day. I was in the World Trade Center with my ex-wife, who is originally from Jamaica. (I am a born and bred New … Continue reading →

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On the Dock

Posted on September 7, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

We are moored to the dock Supine Stargazing Lost in the Milky Way I feel so far away from home Where we can’t see the stars We oooh and aaah at shooting stars This is better than the Macy’s Fourth … Continue reading →

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My September 2011 Editorial from The Deuce Club* –“The Re-entry World Just Got a Little Larger”

Posted on September 3, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

There’s this joke among insiders inside the re-entry world, that when you go to these re-entry conferences and the like, that you see “the usual suspects.” This speaks to the fact that there’s a small passionate group committed to doing … Continue reading →

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Revisiting The Summer of Capri

Posted on August 27, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

I just re-read the first six chapters of my novel, which is still waiting to be born, and I am committed to working on it, to having a full draft by the end of the year. After all, the whole … Continue reading →

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I Have found a Muse

Posted on August 27, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

I have found a Muse. No, we have found each other. She inspires me to write love letters. Will love make me a better Poet? Maybe I’ll write a love song.

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In your experience, what town has the most friendly people?

Posted on August 27, 2011 by William Eric Waters, aka Easy Waters

I am a native New Yorker, a born and bred Brooklynite. New Yorkers have a reputation for being rude, and the women unapproachable. Hey, we love you, stylishishly dressed in black, looking good but oh so unapproachable and mean. Sometimes … Continue reading →

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