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why go to NY?

Why go to NY

at the end of your life?

You should go first when you

are young, when steel and stone

are a match for your muscles.

Why go at the end of your life? When

what you need is not

endless subway steps and

steel and stone to freeze your bones –

but when soft ripe flesh wants

autumn trees and berries underfoot.

See grand central and

chrysler and empire and

state how

they stand, still strong

among the glass forests and lakes of islands long.