OCTOBER IN NEW YORK

After an October walk
in Central Park
impressed with the flushed
fresh air of the dark city
enjoying Magritte's
"The Meaning of Night"
standing at the art wall
moving with a neat guide
an actor and singer,
named Rafe
with a sense of laughter
like Virgil to Dante
keeping a safe vigil for us
moving through enlightened halls
by tall tapestries
following your ageless eyelids
here in sight read galleries
of Warhols' ,Braque, Oblinski
exciting my still life's memory
keeping watch for hours
with my opera glasses in hand
for a more musical adventure
opening by the strong wind
at the Met's door
this is the day of lyrical art
we had been looking for
and then my urban read
with a sax riff at a club
in a vibrating crowded space
signing autographs
even offered a part in a play
and given bright sunflowers.