Straight ahead: A summer sky, the graceful architecture of Goldman Sachs and the World Financial Center, and al fresco dining on a plaza cooled by sea breezes and shade trees. And on a fence just beyond camera range appear the words of poet Frank O’Hara: “One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes–I can’t even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there’s a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.” [Photo by Brian Di Feo]
