Autumn settles on the boat pond
Central Park trees
Green to Orange to Yellow
On the pond
Two radio-controlled sloops
Race
Driven South
By a crisp Northwesterly
An imitation
America Cup___
Here
Central Park
Not the East Village
Rosy red cheek children
Run around the pond
An arm’s reach
From foreign nannies and young mothers___
I remember being young
Change of autumn
Of an October wind
Through the trees
Of the Blue Hills.
Like then
All the colors
So special
The blue of the sky
The white of the clouds, silver and gray too__
Now
Autumn
Transforming the trees’ color spectrum
From Green to yellow to orange to red
Under
The strong sunlight of October
Hearing the children’s laughter
Remember mine
And my mother’s laughter
So long ago in our backyard
In the Blue Hills.
Laughter…