the dark, navy Hudson
sparkles beneath a gold and rosy skyline,
the orange sun bouncing off,
a swathe of trees,Â deep green, separating the two,
and the cloudless sky is so clear, the world is high-definition.
all the haze of summer has been swept away
by this crisp fall breeze fluttering down the train tracks,
from the Verrazano Bridge standing nobly at the mouth of the bay.
you can taste autumn
and it is cool and clear like a mountain stream.
the city of skyscrapers is scrubbed and polished,
ready for its white mink coat of winter.
vibrant cantaloupe and mellow goldenrod
fade in tone but not clarity
until darkness settles.
I smell a football game somewhere.
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