October light

From my terrace I looked up at the back of the LICH building on my block, seeing its brick glowing as though lit from within, remembering a poem I wrote in 2004, and then, finding the poem, seeing that it had been written in October. So this October light, peculiar to the season.


October 24th

Diverted by the light
the light
raging within brick
over Brooklyn

Sundown in late October

This place facing east
this day’s death
in reflections
of utter red